January 7th 2006 5:15pm

Dear Diary

I wish something cool would happen in my life. Like maybe I find out that vampires do exist and that they're after me for some reason. Or maybe that i'm special, like I have an affinity for one of the elements. Or maybe i'm a witch child! I would even take having been adopted at birth!

Anythings better than the boring and mundane life I lead. My life where i'm ignored by my parents and left out at school. My life where I don't have any special talents or anything to make me stand out. I'm just boring old me.

But I suppose I can wish all I want. Because i'm never going to be special. I'll never have powers, vampires don't exist, and i'll never stop being a nobody.

And it's all because i'm too normal. Too mundane. Too human.

until soon

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Lexi smiled down at the diary in her hand. She remembered writing this particular entry. It had been a really bad day. She had gotton bad grades at school and her parents hadn't cooked her dinner when she got home. And she had just finished reading a book where the girl gets everything; the looks, the power, the boy.

Lexi hadn't known that this entry would get her into so much trouble. That this small page of paper in a leather bound book would change her life forever.

Would you have still written it if you had known? She asked herself.

Yes, a small voice replied. Because without who you are now, you would still be nothing.

Lexi's eyes flashed to the house she was watching. The bedroom light had just clicked off, leaving the whole house black. She shifted around on the branch of the tree she was settled on. She knew her orders. The person in the house had to be asleep before she did it. So there would be no chance of escape. No chance of survival.

Lexi looked down at the book in her hands. She had poured her heart and soul into this little book. And of course that was why everything had gone wrong.

5 minutes later Lexi stood facing the house. She glanced at the diary before putting it in her bag. Now was not the time for remembering. She had a job to do.

She held out her hand and focused, putting all her energy into this one moment.

And there it was. A blue tinted fire had appeared in the palm. She could feel the heat radiating off of it. The fire was deadly. No one could escape it.

"Go." She whispered.

The fire flew towards the house, becoming larger as it went.

Lexi turned and started to walk away. She didn't need to watch the fire. She knew it would do it's work. By morning the world would have one less person living in it.

And it would be all Lexi's fault.

Reaching into her bag, she pulled out her diary.

It was time to read the words. It was time to remember how everything had gone wrong.

And as soon as Lexi got home, she knew she would read it.

The time for forgetting was over.