A Confusing Thing
I am in utter shock. The Diary has more writing in it! And it was not from the pages before, with the writing that has faded with time, but ahead of my entries! I parted the covers of the Diary this morning to write and the pages fell open to strange writing, dark and spiky, not at all like any writing I have ever seen! The writer used strange words, for example- "cheesy, braces, Missouri, and spooky". Nothing she wrote of had any relation to cheese, when she wrote of "braces" she did not give any further explanation of what they were, never have I heard of a place called "Missouri", and "spooky" is not a word to my knowledge. There was no date in the entry, and her letters do not connect! She seems to have scrawled all over the page instead of writing carefully and legibly. I know she is female for she has written her name as "Olivia Leek". Is a leek not a vegetable? Yet she writes as though it is her place of residence. This is all a profound mystery to me. I must pray that it is my brother playing a practical joke on me, for it sounds like something he would do. Yet, he is almost too stupid to be able to do this.
Away from this strange phenomenon, I have been doing my very best to get used to the strange surroundings of Belfast. In truth, I much prefer it to my home country of England, for the beauty here is almost indescribable. I rode one of the horses around the town, and found the townspeople to be very kind and hospitable. I enjoyed my time thoroughly.
Until next I write,
-Arabella of Belfast
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