My Outlet, I Suppose {Christia Aglionby}

[Alex]

This Diary
Belongs To

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Christia Isabelle Aglionby

For my dearest sister, perhaps this is a place you
can let out your feelings, instead of wrestling with
us constantly. You know Mamma can't stand it.
You are always in my heart,
~ Asher[/center][/font][/size]

[Alex]

Alright, so I finally decided to write in this damn thing. My brother gave me this diary for Christmas at least ten years ago, probably more, it was at least two years before he died. I've always kept it close, but it didn't occur to me that I was actually supposed to write in it until the other day.

There's no point in saying 'Dear Diary'. This isn't really to this old book. I'm not really sure who it's to... no one is ever going to read this, so what's the point?

But Asher wanted me to use it, so God dammit, I'm going to use it.

Even if I'm a decade late about it.

Except... what do I write about? Nothing interesting has happened lately... nothing I can 'vent' about that will change my love of wrestling. Asher had a point, when I get really mad I'm prone to fighting. But I also just think it's fun. Not a very lady-like quality, and if I was ever caught in a fight I'd get kicked out. I know I'm always testing the limits and doing things I'm not supposed to, but Mamma'd be crushed if I got sent home. I dunno, I don't like to admit that hurting my mamma is so hard. I try to act tough, I am tough, but my mamma is in the same part of my heart that Asher and bunnies are. They're just somethin' special.

So maybe this diary thing is a good idea after all. I could use all the help I can get when it comes to expressing my emotions in a... non obtrusive way. And no one's ever gonna see this, so I don't really have to worry.