Dear Diary,

Today, I learned what grass feels like. It has been years since I have seen it with my own eyes, or have felt it with my hands. I was rubbing against it a lot, just because of how amazing it felt to touch nature again. I think the neighbors were looking at me like I was crazy. 

It’s officially day 4000 of being trapped in this place again. Should we celebrate? Just you and me, since I don’t know anybody except for the Mother and the lint bunnies in the corner.

It’s crazy to think that it’s been almost 11 years of my life since the Incident. 11 years that I have not had free will. Maybe one day, I’ll be able to make choices for myself again. The Mother wouldn’t even let me pick the color or you, which is why you’re green - blech. I was only able to go outside today for a brief moment because she wasn’t there to stop me... I just hope that my spell to erase the neighbor’s minds was enough. I might be getting too risky. It’s just so hard to stay inside all of the time.

I hear her footsteps. She would KILL me if she saw you. Til tomorrow.

Dear Diary,

The Mother is back from her trip today. She was gone for a few day’s time until last night. I was going to try to sneak out again, but it’s too risky. While she was out, she decided to get some magic-sensing beams that would send alerts to her mind if anything was detected. So, I guess I won’t be getting out again for a while.

At least I have my books, right? Is it sad that the only people I talk to now are you, the Mother, and my fictional characters? I feel like that has to be a bad sign. But, there’s not much I can do about it until I grow into my powers. The Mother doesn’t know that I have them, but I can feel the tingling that the characters in my books get when they are developing their magic. I just hope it’s enough to get rid of the Mother, or at least stun her for enough time for me to run as fast away as possible.

Maybe I could even teleport. I mean, I have no idea what kind of magic I will have, since I don’t even know who my real parents are. All I know is from the limited books that I have. I think that there are different types of magic, and who says you can’t use magic to teleport between places? It would make sense, wouldn’t it? Either way, the Mother deserves what’s coming for her. I’ve pretended to be a happy captive for far too long, and I don’t know my powers well enough to keep them hidden from her much longer. Once they come into me completely, I might just have to shatter this blasted place and everything in it. Good thing I already know how to wipe the neighbors’ minds without harming them.

Dear Diary, 

I think she knows. 

Today, she brought me home some bracelets. They look nice enough, but... they hurt. In a weird way. Like something is holding me back. I can’t hear as well as I used to, and the colors in the world look a little more muted too. I saw in one of the books that certain types of metal stifle magic, but I don’t know what they look like because I’ve never had jewelry before.

That’s also why I don’t trust her gift. The Mother has never gotten me jewelry before because she said it was too expensive. I wonder why she decided to do so all of a sudden now.

Can my magic be felt? Even if the Mother is not magical herself, can she sense my magic? I’ve tried to keep it hidden, but maybe by thinking about it more I’ve brought it more to my attention and hers as well. And I guess I don’t know for sure if the Mother doesn’t have magic. I’ve always assumed she doesn’t, because that’s why she stole me away in the first place. As soon as the awakening occurs and I get my full range of magic, her plan was always to take it. That’s why she’s gone insane trying to research magic and how I managed to steal a few books in the first place. 

Oh no. Maybe the bracelets are draining me of my magic to be a siphon for the Mother. I’ve got to get them off of me right now.