Presley was exhausted, but she couldn't sleep. She lay there in her bed, not sure if she was hot or cold. She flipped over and grabbed her journal. Might as well log her DADA homework.

Ran 3 miles
Told the mirror my goals and was thouroughly embarrassed to learn that I was not the only one there.

Now it was time for her real journal entry.
Holidays are close and I can't wait. Maybe he'll have missed me. Leo wrote and said he couldn't wait for me to get home. I think he has a new girlfriend he wants me to meet. I beat William in a broom race today, and he taught me how to tackle, like in American Football. I can't sleep for the life of me, though I am sooooo tired. What's wrong with me? Maybe it's because I'm fat. I'll run twice as much tomorrow. I visited Mercury too today. And I met this girl, Brielle. I'm trying to convince her to some with me when I sneak out. 'Cause Hogsmeade would be no fun alone. I think she's to nervous to go, but I reallllllllllly don't want to go into the forest alone. I purged today. I promised myself I'd never do it again, but I felt so awful. I'm starting to think I really might have a problem, but I can't find it in me to want to stop. I need help. Soon.
-Presley Black
Presley put her book on her nightstand and flicked out the light to lay in the darkness for a while. She'd fall asleep soon enough.