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{ Private // Completely Unhackable }
It's funny. As much as I wander off, I never really stop to think about getting lost. Because I don't. Get lost, that is. Somehow I always know when to stop, where to turn. But I guess I was bound to get lost at some point. I was wandering off again, and this time -
No. That isn't right.
I had helped. I did what I should have. It was broken, and I fixed it. Didn't I?
I...don't know.
I don't know if I helped, if Wonderland is safe. Maybe I made it worse (I've done that before). I don't know if I deserve the faith the Cheshire had in me, or if I only disappointed him.
If all had gone wrong, I wouldn't feel so quiet now, would I?
But if all had gone well...why can't I remember?
{ End Private }
Oh, City. You never fail, do you? You make even the impossible look easy. Even in the middle of the summer, you make it my favorite season just to welcome me back. ♥
Who else thinks ice skating is a wonderful idea right now? Followed by hot chocolate, of course.
{ Private to Peter Pevensie }
Um...hi.
I know you probably think I'm the strangest girl in the entire world by now - that people hiding me in your apartment and wizards putting wards on the place because of me and my sudden disappearing act are all beyond strange.
But if you don't think I'm incredibly strange, and you aren't upset at me, could I come back?
{ Private to Professor Snape }
I'm sorry -
I don't -
I'm back - I hadn't left. Well, not really.
I hope everything is all right?