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Persephone's Diary


Dear Diary, 

 

    I have been picking flowers, playing with nymphs, and staying in my mother's sight for most of my life.

For 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, I have been sheltered and protected from what exaclty. I don't know, my mother refuses

to tell me. She doges the question and keeps telling me that she is doing the right thing that this is for your own good. 

This isn't for my own good, me staying with her is for her own good. I want to see the world, have friends, a phone like the normal 

teenagers. She never took my interst to heart, she just wants me to stay a child for the rest of my life

Anyway, I started to notice a lot of young men coming around to talk to my mother about something. Everytime they come around my mother starts screaming 

at them thelling them to leave unless something will happen to them. I don't know why, them seem very nice and handsome.

Maybe one day, I'll be sweapt off my feet by the man of my dreams and taken to his kingdom to become his queen.

As long as I am far away from my over-protective mother, I'll be a very happy goddess.  

 

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