Dear Noel Journal Thing,

So, I am going to start by telling you a little something. At my home, my REAL home, meaning NOT Hogwarts, we have sheep. Lots of them. Twelve to be exact. Sure, YOU might not think that is a lot, but YOU try feeding them everyday. They are like savage vegetarians. Baaing at me. Nipping at my ankles. Ms. Baaabra Brown, though, she is the worst. I think she likes the taste of blood.

Now with that information out in the open, I will write about my dream.

I was at home during the summertime and my Grandmum Tole was in the kitchen making me pancakes. I don't know why she was making me pancakes. When I am awake I don't like them, but anyways. She was making me pancakes and I was really, really excited to eat them. I was sitting in the kitchen, a napkin shoved down the front of my shirt. I was, for some reason, dressed in my Hogwarts uniform, maybe that means something? But yeah. I was sitting at the table, a fork in one hand and a spoon in the other. I thought I should have had a knife, but my parents say I am too immature to use one. Like, whatever, I am fifteen years old, I can do what I want.

Anyways.

I was banging the spoon and fork against the table and I remember shouting “Feed me woman! Feed me!” Well, that was not a good thing to do. Grandmum Tole turned around, with the frying pan in her hand, and as I stared into her beady eyes, her face started to transform! It was like..SCARY! I saw something like that on the muggle box and it gave me nightmares, so yeah, in my dream I was TERRIFIED. But, I couldn't move and Grandmum Tole started to inch her way closer to me. I slammed my eyes shut and when they were open again, it wasn't Grandmum Tole! It was the evil sheep! Ms. Baaabra Brown!

She was staring at me! She was standing on her hind legs and was even wearing my Grandmum's floral apron. And in my opinion, it looked much better on the sheep than it does my Grandmum but I would never say that aloud. Yeah. So there I was, still sitting at the table with the Grandmum!Sheep staring at me. She bared her teeth and next thing I know, she turns back to the stove and finishes cooking me pancakes.

And then I woke up.

I don't even know if I enjoyed the pancakes or not.

Love and chocolate,
Destiny Shepard.

Dear Noel Journal Thing,

So, there I was. Standing in front of a little pond surrounded by frogs and all kinds of green animals. Turtles, lizards, you get the idea. I don't know where I was because I never even seen this pond before, yet this does not bother me. I was too busy looking into the pound, at the very shiny light at the bottom of it. I wanted it..only because I am really nosy and a light at the bottom of a random lake, yeah, I wanted to know what it was doing down there. I started to bend down very slowly and as I am just about to stick my hand in the water, a frog turns to me.

“What do you think you are doing?” he croaks out. I don't know if he is speaking frog language or people language, but that doesn't matter. I can understand him. “What does it look like I am doing?” I ask him, and that frog then jumps into the water. Whatever, though. I shake my head, and once again start to stick my hand in the water. This time I manage to get the tips of my fingers wet before a turtle comes up to me. “What do you think you are doing?” he asks me, his voice was high and squeaky. Kinda gave me a headache. I scoffed at the turtle. “What does it LOOK like I am doing?” Just like the frog, the turtle jumps into the pond as well. Really. Are ALL muggle animals that stupid? I mean really. I doubt a firecrab would come up to someone about to stick their hand into water that had something glowing in it and ask what they are doing. I scoffed some more and manage to get my arm up to the elbow in the water.

Then, a lizard shows up and he is BIG! Like..abnormally large for a lizard. He flicks his tongue in my direction and before he has the chance to ask me what I am doing, I use my other hand, the one that was not in the water, and I push him into the pond. He starts flailing his HUGE webbed feet and sinks to the bottom. “OH NO!” I yell, realising that I had just pushed a lizard into the pond and that lizard did not know how to swim.

Before I can even help the poor BIG guy, all the other green animals come up behind me and with one push, I find myself falling into the pond. As I start to sink, I see that lizard who I thought could not swim, I see him swimming around with that muggle scuba gear on. He stops in front of me and through his little bubble helmet thing, I see him laugh and swim off in the opposite direction.

And then I woke up.

I don't even know what the shiny thing at the bottom of the pond was.

Love and chocolate!
Destiny Shepard.

Dear Noel Journal Thing,

It is a few days after that horrible ball, where I, Destiny Shepard, dressed up as a detective. I thought I looked awesome but there was someone who did not. Personally, I think he was just jealous, but he was old and I don't understand old people too well. I liked my costume so much that I wore it everyday after that horrible ball. I had my pipe, that I so awesomely enchanted to blow bubbles, and I had my magnifying glass in my hands. Well, no. I had my pipe in my mouth but really. The little details aren't that important. I was wandering down the first floor corridor and I was looking for a mystery to solve. I was dressed the part, so I might as well act it, right? Right!

So, as I reach the end of the hall, I come across a man I never seen before. He was lying down on his back in the middle of the corridor. Usually I would have just walked by and ignored him but I remembered that Muggle Studies lesson on muggle first aid and Professor NOT Zoocarcass Zookara told us that was not the right thing to do. Slowly I start to inch my way closer and I notice his eyes are shut. Being EXCELLENT in Muggle Studies, I remember everything we learned so I remove the pipe from my mouth. “HEY!” I yell, but the man does not budge. “CAN YOU HEAR ME?” I ask, but nothing. I might have started to panic..not really but we will pretend that I have a heart, so I look around and no one seems to be around. Even with all the yelling I was doing no one came so it was MY job to help this man. I gently nudge his foot with my own but when he doesn't move, I nudge it harder. The man, I was afraid, was dead. Or..so I thought.

I start to slowly bend down by his face and just as I stretch my hand out to feel for a pulse, his eyes shoot open and there was this really scary, evil, demonic smile on his face. I was soooo scared that I couldn't move from the spot and the man slowly starts to sit up. “So, you think you are Sherlock Holmes?” he asks me, that smile only getting bigger as I shake my head yes. “Well. That is elementary, my dear.” he continues and before I have the chance to ask him what is elementary, he snatches my bubble pipe and scurries to his feet.

With him now looking down at me, because I was still bent down, he shoves MY pipe in his scary evil shaped mouth. “It is elementary, my dear, because I am the real Sherlock Holmes!” And with those last words, he blows a few bubbles in my direction and starts running madly down the corridor. Before I wake up, I can hear him yell. “That costume looks HIDEOUS on you, by the way.”

I have a feeling that Professor NOT Zoocarcass put him up to this.

Either the Professor or Carter.

Love and chcocolate,
Destiny Shepard.