The Diary of S. Whitledge
November 27, 2018 – 12:04 AM
November 27, 2018 – 12:32 AM
July 4, 1888
The last one I had must have gotten lost during the move. My brother has kicked me out of 'his' home. Though I will always see it as a Whitledge family home. No matter the legality. Still, it is nice to finally be away from him. Even if it does mean that I must be away from my sisters. I simply hope that none of them will find my old diary. It is private, and I prefer to keep it that way.
Even if I did manage to find it, I wouldn't want it. Too much negativity has gone into that thing. It seems like the right time for a fresh start. Writing somewhere new without looking at the old negativity seems like a good start. Perhaps it will help me to heal, to grow, and to learn more about myself. More than who I am as Miss Sweetie Whitledge. The girl with the judgmental siblings and the weird name. I wish to know the girl beneath that. Miss Rachel Whitledge… or whatever name I shall have should I marry one day. The girl who loves transfiguration, the girl who is sick of mourning, and the girl who will one day become an unspeakable.
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November 27, 2018 – 12:53 AM
August 26, 1888
Will he ever grow up and accept his own faults? He clearly could not take responsibility for the suffering that he has caused me, and our sisters as a result of our arguments. I had apologized for my part, but he can't bring himself to let go of his pride. Even refusing to read my letters completely. I was certainly right to tell my cousin Cordelia that Handsome and I might never make things right again. And it will only be him to blame. He has lost a sister, and it is his own fault.
[word count: 206]
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November 27, 2018 – 1:10 AM
August 28, 1888
Currently my kitty is locked in my room. With a temper to rival my brother, she is far from pleased. I assume that I will be finding some of my books later, having been bitten by the little creature. At least she hadn't caught the rat. Not only would it break Caliban's heart, but it would be a nasty sight to see. Not one that I would have hoped to find. How do others tame their cats? I may need to ask one of my fellow Slytherins for advice on such things.
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November 27, 2018 – 2:10 AM
August 31, 1888
Even after all of these months it is still hard to believe. Over a year. Now a grandmother that I hardly knew is dead as well. Mourning is a dreadful thing. Constant reminders of the losses in one's life. How can anyone live with it? Especially if they are not close to their living family anymore. But I must move on... somehow.
[word count: 164]
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November 27, 2018 – 2:22 AM
September 1, 1888
The Headmaster's son is one of such first years, and is in Slytherin as well. How unsettling. Is he as unpleasant as his father? I heard that he wants to try out for quidditch as well. Perhaps it is just a rumor. It would be as if a mini Headmaster flying around on a broom with each match. How silly.
[word count: 125]
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November 29, 2018 – 2:41 AM
September 3, 1888
He agreed to study the subject with me. I am very excited to begin. The professor shall be ordering books for me to read. I am quite eager to begin my study. And whatever books that are also on said topic that are in the Hogwarts library already, that I have access to, will surely be on my list of things to read as well. With luck and determination, I am hopeful to reach my goals.
[word count: 121]
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November 30, 2018 – 6:29 AM
September 20, 1888
If I was a werewolf, I would most certainly be disowned. My family is no where near as compassionate as the former Minister is to his daughter. What would I do? Being an unspeakable would likely be off the table. Marriage would be hard to find. Perhaps a sympathetic shop owner would take me in as an apprentice. To live a life as an apprentice. It must be so different from how my life is currently. Going out of the house on the night of a full moon is not on my list of things to do any time soon, that is for sure.
[word count: 192]
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November 30, 2018 – 6:40 AM
October 7, 1888
If I do succeed though... this will be a shining moment for me. Something that is unique to me. Different from my siblings, from my brother. This is what I must hold on to as I think of the risks. Even if I do fail, I would have attempted what they have not. Even that is something to be proud of. I just hope that it will be enough. For me, for them. Even with our bonds strained, after all that has happened, it feels as though I must prove myself. Both to them... and myself.
[word count: 158]
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November 30, 2018 – 6:48 AM
October 18, 1888
I have yet to tell my sisters, let alone my brother. I have even debated on whether to tell them at all or to tell them once I have succeeded... or failed in my goals. What a surprise it would be for my family to discover such a marvelous show of magic should I succeed. If I were to fail without permanent consequences... well that would be my business alone. Even if there was a permanent one, I would rather hide it if I could.
[word count: 157]
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November 30, 2018 – 7:06 AM
October 22, 1888
I've already begun thinking of break this year. Last year I stayed in school, to avoid a household that I did not feel welcome in. But this year is different. Living with my uncle has made me feel far more welcome to come back for the holidays. Perhaps my birthday will actually be celebrated this year.
Seventeen. That will be my age. Legally allowed to practice magic outside of school. I am not quite sure if I'm more excited or nervous about such a concept. If only father could see me now.
[word count: 156]
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November 30, 2018 – 7:20 AM
October 31, 1888
I can't imagine becoming like my mother. With silly names and far too much distance. How will my sisters do as mothers? If I had to fear for any of them naming their children strange names, I would have to likely fear that it would be Darling that would do such a thing. Or Cupcake. Certainly not Pumpkin or Honey. Hopefully their husbands would have the sense to talk them out of such strange names if the time did come.
What would it like to be an aunt? Surely I wouldn't have to wait too long to find out. Cupcake seems to have a wonderful personality, and no career to worry potential husbands. Hopefully she shall be a wonderful mother... and never make her children eat any of her baked goods. If I had any say, I would advise the husband to convince the cook to keep her out of a kitchen. But she must never know that it was I that put the idea into motion.
[word count: 249]
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November 30, 2018 – 7:30 AM
November 10, 1888
I didn't make it past the first round. Though it is not my favorite class, I am quite disappointed. At least I wasn't up against Gryffindors. It would be quite embarrassing to loose to one of them. More embarrassing than loosing to a Hufflepuff.
[word count: 112]
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November 30, 2018 – 11:44 PM
November 14, 1888
I wonder if I would like being one if I had been born that way. Perhaps not. An animagus earns their gifts through hard work, though I am sure that metamorphmagi must practice in order to use their talents successfully. Still, my main goal of being an animagus is to show that I am worth more than how my siblings see me already. I don't think being born special would have impressed them very much by this age.
[word count: 151]
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November 30, 2018 – 11:50 PM
November 17, 1888
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December 1, 2018 – 12:07 AM
November 23, 1888
Last year neither of us got each other anything. For both of our birthdays and Christmas. Shall I try to be the more mature person yet again, as I had with our last letters together, and try sending him something for Christmas? Or shall I decide after I see if he actually bothers to send me anything for my birthday? Perhaps I shall be the more mature one. If only for the sake of our sisters. They deserve better siblings. Not a brother and sister who constantly bring negativity into the mix. Cupcake, Darling, Honey, and even Pumpkin are much less chaotic people than either Handsome or I can claim for ourselves. Father would be disappointed in us, and that will likely be my biggest regret in life.
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