Dear Ellie,

(Yeppers, that's your name now. OhMyGosh, you should soo meet my other diary, Janie. You guys are so alike... kinda. You both have pages... But, she's just mine. You, Ellie, are for homework. Ah well. :])

Anyway, I had the weirdest dream last night.

I'm in the Astronomy tower, except it wasn't now. It was Victorian times. I look down at my dress, and that's how I know. It was puffy, and silk. My hair is done up, all fancy, my white blond hair falls in wringlets at my shoulder. I frown. When I look up, I see my cousin, Hayley Moon, dressed just about the same. She lifts half of her deep red lips up in a smirk and gives a gesture to the cups full of tea that metairielies on the table infront of us. I frown again. "Drink." I nod, feeling shivers run down my spine.

There is something odd about her. Something that is not right. I lift the teacup to my lips and taste tea going cold. I smack my lips when I finish in discust as it leaves a taste on my tongue. My eyes catch the sight of something in the bottom of my tea. My mind takes a few minutes to realize that it's tea leaves. A bag... They shape a bag. A...bag.

I frown once more, feeling a chill run down my spine again. It's not right. I feel cold. Hayley suddenly isn't Hayley. She's got a look of pure hatred on her face. Then, her face is twists with evil. She glares at me and I shrink. I can feel nervousness fill me. I glare back. All my love dissapearing. She seems to melt suddenly to the modern Hayley and begs my name. Then it's evil Hayley again and a growl slips through her teeth. I feel myself fade away...

I had that dream for a WHOLE week. It's too vivid. I'd say it's lucid dreaming or something. I don't know. I'll I think is when I wake up is I whisper "Oh no..."
Ah well.

Write in you soon,
Bonnie.