Dear Journal,
We’re burning Mrs. Cadarus today. Pappa says she’s a witch and put a curse on me. The village has been gathering wood for two days now and I can see even see the pile building in the square if I stand tip-toe on my toy chest and lean out the window. Pappa’s going to take us down and watch. I can’t wait! I’m so excited! When she’s gone the meanie will give me my breath back and I’ll be able to run and dance and sing and yell. They let me out of my room now though, and I get to eat normal people food with everyone.
I keep getting hungry still though, and I eat and eat and eat. Oh well, maybe its just what the witchy put on me. and it’ll all be gone soon.
Gwen.
