Dear Diary

I'm on the train riding to hogwarts. not very excited about it though. I've read a million spellcasting and potion making books so the classes should hopefully be easy. the trolley lady walks by. I bought a bag of chips and continued writing. ugh who am i kidding. This is pointless. My mom bought me this diary as a 'back to school present' but I know why she really got it. She wants to read about my life. Well, I'm not going to give her what she wants. I'm going to BURN THIS DIARY once I get there. When my mom asks what happened I'll just say I lost it or it got stolen. This will all be a waste of time. She also wants me to 'socialize' and 'make friends'. I'm perfectly fine being an introvert. I'm alone in my own train car and I'm fine. oh no why did i write that, a guy just came in. he's kind of hot. NO. i must focus on my studies. grades before guys. i do not want to make friends and i most certainly do not want a boyfriend. we're almost there.

Love,

Amora