Well, I've been here for over a week now. I suppose it's not all bad, but after looking around and talking to other people I seem to be the only one from my home here.
I had a feeling but it's hard all the same, not knowing when I'll see my family again.
I suppose now I should try to settle in more and figure out the school situation. It was summer back home, and I really don't want to be behind my senior year.
You know, it's awfully rude to be magically snatched away right in the middle of my work to somewhere completely new and have no idea how to get back since Apparition doesn't seem to be doing anything. Can someone help me, please?
I've always loved this time of year. Not Halloween, exactly, but the day after. The steeply discounted sweets usually made the dodgy weather worth it. But then, I suppose England is inescapably cold and wet no matter what time of year it is.
Regardless, would anyone like a bit of chocolate? Some came with me, though I'm afraid I'm all out of dark.
Right then. This is certainly a fascinating predicament. Many thanks to the kind lady who instructed me on the use of this device. It really is wonderfully useful.
My name is Enola Holmes. Should anyone require a detective for any purpose, I am happy to make myself available to you.
And should anyone see my brothers, Sherlock and Mycroft, do not tell them that I am here I should like to be informed.
I have determined I really don't like living alone. I thought I would, because I mean. Doesn't everybody dream about when they can get out of their parent's house and live on their own? Only now that it's happened, I don't like it. I don't want to be here alone. I miss my dad and my friends, even if they don't know who I am anymore. I miss Scott and Lydia and Malia and even Liam and Derek and everyone else. I miss my room and my jeep and my life. This isn't mine. it's like, it feels like I'm trying to live someone else's life and I hate it.
I would ask how much I had to drink last night, but I didn't even drink. I'm also certain this isn't a figment of my imagination because I don't think it's ever been this detailed. And now that I'm done pani
Please tell me this place has good take-away, I do not have enough recipes prepared for whatever this is.
This is less than ideal. If anyone could put me on the next what do they call those things aieroplaner to England, I would greatly appreciate it. I have somewhere I'm supposed to be, and I'm pretty sure I'm not supposed to leave the country yet going to be missed.