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I write notes on scraps of lace and hide them under pillows to remind me I'm important.

I like when Juju ties bows in my fur.

I brushed Violet’s fur today. She purred softly, and I pretended not to cry.

. My paws are clumsy, but Cherie says my heart is steady.

. Sometimes I forget what I’m saying halfway through. The silence finishes for me. Like now....

. I carry scraps of ribbon in my fur just in case I need one.

. My whiskers bent sideways, but I said it was fashion and Loulou agreed.

. When I fell, Violet helped me laugh instead of cry.

. I spilled glitter and called it the Milky Way.

. The floor groaned, so I groaned back. We agreed we were both old souls.

. Rules make my paws itch. I told Mrs. lemon that and she raised her eyebrow at me.

I never walk straight. Crooked paths are more interesting.

The buttons in the sewing box are round little moons.

I asked a mouse what it felt like to be tiny. He asked me what it was like to have nine lives.

I tripped over a ribbon. It tied itself to my tail.

My diary glows faintly when I close it. I think the stars know my words are magic.

When I sighed, no one noticed.

Lucie said shadows are lullabies. I believe her but they make me nervous.

The mirror showed me tired eyes. I kissed them until they were better..