Dear diary,

  There's not many pages left in you. I counted 42 pages and that's including the front and back. I guess I've written a lot huh.

  I might buy myself a new diary soon. Bitsy gave me some pocket money after all. Don't worry though, I might start writing on my new diary but I won't forget you. We've been in so many adventures together, escaped multiple apocalypses and I've told you a lot about myself.

  Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions.

  You're like my only friend. That's kinda sad but it's true. I don't know where Poppy and Bobby are now. But I hope they're safe.

  Love,

  Tina