OK, so in between classes and homework and socializing and trying to get a decent night's sleep, I've started reading through the diary my sister sent me. Roxas thinks it's a waste of time, but Roxas can go fuck himself. For some reason, my sister felt that it was important that I read this old thing, and I intend to find out why. To make things easier, I'll copy the entries onto this blog. For reference, the author is someone named "Miranda Winston".
June 6, 1891
I am so excited to be visiting my cousin Bethany tomorrow. She lives far out from London in the countryside in [whited out] with her father. Her mother passed away four years ago, poor thing. I have not seen Bethany in so long, I wonder how she is?
I will be staying with my cousin for two weeks, and I intend to document each and every day. And so I am writing in this diary to declare my intention to do so, and to say that I must get some rest soon. I intend to record everything that happens in my journey tomorrow. Oh! I am so excited I don't know if I'll be able to sleep!
Yeah. Note that the location of Bethany's house was whited out. As in, it was covered up with that white stuff you use to cover up pen markings. It seems that someone has tampered with this journal very recently.