I conversed with my ghost-self today. She pushed me to sacrifice some core memories in order for me to reach enlightenment regarding my time at the Children's Circle. It didn't work. I'd never felt as hexed as on this very moon, when my ghost-self swiftly decided to guard the outlet of the teleportation network that led to the principals office. I was going to steal memory files tonight.

More from me later.
xoxo
Hollowna

It was a starry night, when i got woken up by my ghost-self. I had just been astral projecting and met her around 1.15am while i was reality-gliding and had deposited my physical shell in the nurses office. While her and I were playing soul-tag, I realized there where cake crumps by the door to the principals office. If I'm not mistaken they looked like our lunch sides. But, everyone cherished the sour lemon cakes- no leads here. I did see foot prints leading into the principals office as if someone had snuck past the narrow crack that was left upon the door being opened, although they were nearly transparent, small boot prints that left much to the imagination. Was this a case of an adopt-a-ghost merely having gotten loose, or was there more to this suspicious night-time discovery?

What a hexed night.
xoxo
Hollowna

There is a post in my journal that I didn't write! What a conundrum. Did someone clone me without my knowledge? I did not steal the principal's files! I've never heard of memory files. Is there something this school has been keeping from us?!

I'll come back to this soon- I've been called to the principal's office and I desperately hope I'm not in trouble.

xoxo
Hollowna