Not a Grimoire

Dear diary,

My arm hurts, it's swollen now.

The sleeping people went away after a while. I think they went to check out the explosion. Goodman still isn't back yet.

I was looking out the window and saw an airplane passing by. It was flying really low, maybe we could get a ride on it! Do you think I could fly a plane diary? If the pilot let me I would definitely do it.

I'll bring you with me and we'll go to all sorts of places. My arm will be fixed. Mommy and Goodman will play with me. We'll have our house back again. I'm gonna have so many friends, cause I'm so cool. But you'll still be my best friend of course!

Thanks for being here with me diary.

Love,

Tina