I miss my wife. Why did she have to leave me like this, alone and with a whole castle to take care of? I cannot do this alone. Maybe she would want me back if I was sober? She probably would! Several of Williams bottles are empty now. What a shame. They tasted good. But I’m not going to give you any, diary! Diaries cannot drink alcohol! It would make the reader fall asleep much faster. Francis is here. He says I should go to bed but I don’t want to! I am the master of this castle and I want everyone to wear whatever they want! I want Mia… but I don’t want to wear her! I want her back with me. Francis says he wants me to sleep now, but I am simply reading my diary. Oops, I wrote reading. I meant righting. Sorry, diary, I know you don’t like it when I tell lies… good night, Francis! Dream Mia home. And good night diary! You are a true friend! ... Witch I understand is quite sad.
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