Dear diary,

  I don't get it. I gave you so many worms yesterday that Bob was even looking at me funny. Do you wan't cake?

  What about pudding? Some soup?

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  Wow you ate all of them. Maybe I have to give you more stuff... Whatever.

  Milly plucked another strand of hair from my head today. She said she was having trouble locating mommy. She was muttering something about a charm or ward that's running interference with her spells. It seems like we're not finding mommy anytime soon.

  But it's okay, at least we know she's here. Maybe tomorrow Milly will have a breakthrough.

  Love,

  Tina