Dear Amelia, This isn’t the beginning of our story, but it is the start. As I’ve said before, Devyn was the only person who didn’t bully me growing up. He was my first friend- though our friendship kind of ended by the time we were old enough to start school. Anyway, while I was wallowing…
Dear Amelia, Everyone copes with loss in their own way. Some were stronger than others. I wasn’t. I wasn’t strong at all. I hid from the world. I didn’t eat, sleep, talk or see anyone. I was depressed to say the least. James’s funeral made everything real. And I couldn’t bear the pain of it….
Dear Amelia, As you know, Darius an Markus are dead and I am now Queen. And as you might have guess from my last letter, I was not the one who killed them. Vasilia showed up and used her magic to stop me. Yes, I am immune to most magic, but not magic from gods…
Dear Amelia, I didn’t mean to leave you on a cliff hanger. But you have got to understand that this is my real life. It’s not just some made up story. And I know that you have no connection to some of these people, but you’re not cold hearted. You feel deeply for those who…
Dear Amelia, It took me a while to write this, because this is where things become hard. So much happened so fast and I just don’t know how to slow it down. I won’t give you all the details. You are old enough to fill in the blanks of what I left out. Truthfully, though,…
Dear Amelia, I want to say this now, before you get confused later. I am starting from this point because you found my diary and a lot is missing from it. Actually, there are more diaries somewhere in the world that fill in the blanks. But, for my and your sake, I hope they are…
Dear Amelia, I don’t want you to think of me as some cruel, heartless being. I made the best choices I possibly could within the time given. Ideally, things wouldn’t have played out the way they did if I could help it. But in order for us to win the war, I had to do…
Dear Amelia, It took me a while to decide what details to spare you. But knowing that the one personality trait you got from me was your stubbornness, I knew you’d ask for them all. If you had it your way, you’d have me just show you my memories. So I’ll compromise. I’ll give you…
Dear Amelia, I know you want to know what happened, and I swore I would tell you one day. The thing is, I didn’t expect you to find my diary, or even read it. There are things in there that I haven’t even told your brother. And I know you’re most curious about your father…
Dear Diary, We got married! But our happiness was short lived, because we have two days before the war starts. I’m not ready. As always, wish me luck. -Marcy Jo Thomas