A Brown, Leather-Bound Book

[Piper Crumin]

Dear Diary, (Or are you more of a journal?)

I'm only writing in this because my dad requested to to write as much as possible while here. He said that it would be a good idea.

I don't know why, this whole idea of writing on a regular basis seems a little tedious, and its not like anyone will read it. So why? Why is it so expected for someone to want to keep their journal a secret or just to write thoughts down? I don't know, maybe I'm too practical or too stupid to get it.

Anyway, that's all I can think of for this first entry. I hope you're not too disappointed in me. Not that I care; you're only an empty book.

-Piper

[Piper Crumin]

Dear empty book;

I want to be in love now. You should fix that. Don't ask me how, I just want to feel less lonely. All the other girls in the world get to be in love when they become teenagers; why can't I?

I'm also afraid of everyone here, too. I don't know what any of them do hardly at all, all I know is that they can do impossible things like I can. Things like mind-reading and mind-control and controlling fire. It's like some kind of stupid terrible things that I have nightmares about.

I haven't slept since I arrived. I don't really trust my roommates yet.

-Piper

[Piper Crumin]

Dear Dad,
how is prison?

Hey dad,
Been raped in the prison showers lately?

Dear father,
I like girls.



Dear Mr. Gellespey,
I don't want to be your daughter anymore.



Dear dad,

How are you? I'm sure that you are doing fine. You always did fine. You're probably wondering why I'm writing from the other side of the country. You know, the side that I'm not supposed to be at. That's quite a story really, my real dad Uncle Darren was contacted by a freak-collector an administrator to a school for abominations of nature Prep School here. He didn't want to make me go here, but they basically forced him. was happy to pay my way and now I'm living at a very prestigious school that will surely stop me from being conspicuous and hated by the general public give me good career options in my future.

Dad, I want to let you know that I'm gay. I haven't met any guys here that I like, mostly because everyone has super powers and I'm scared of them all. I'm not very good at making friends. I wish I wasn't such a freak that I could concentrate better on my studies, but I'm so fucking alone and I never wanted to come here. I'm a little preoccupied with coping to this environment.

I hope you die in jail you fucking bastard I hate you so much. are doing well. I haven't missed you and I don't think I will ever miss you. I miss you and can't wait to come home.

fuck you,
sincerely,
only three more years

love,
Piper

[Piper Crumin]

concerning snakes and frogs and spiders

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