7/??/15 (It's after midnight and I can't quite remember the date)
Dear Diary,
I know shouldn't have done it but I had to, and something wonderful came of it. Okay here it is. I snuck out tonight, or should I say last night, since it is after midnight. I planned it, yes. I had it planned yesterday when I cleaned out the roof gutters (a punishment chore for painting my entire room black without out permission, one chore of many), where I left the ladder out, next to my window. I had it planned actually last week, when I bought all new art supplies; paints, paintbrushs, palattes, easel, canvas and so forth; for it. I needed to do it. Dria loved the stars; I wanted to say goodbye to her by painting the stars for her. However, the stars had a different idea. They brought Deme, to me, a college student to me, as a friend. Somehow I remembered him. From lifetimes ago. We talked about the stars and about Dria, and the stars gave us a message - through my painting - we think it means that we will all be together one as Sailors. And oh yes. Deme and I know each other's Egyptian Names (or Star (or Sailor names). He knows me as Etamin. And I know him as Osiris. The Star of Justice. After painting, we sat back and watched the stars, till we fell asleep. We jerked awake and I realized Mom and Dad would flip if I wasn't there when they woke. Deme helped me get home quick and quiet, and said we would meet another day to discuss things. That was five minutes ago. I climbed the latter, and in through the window quietly. Instead of going straight to bed though, I came to my desk here, to write this. I have found 3 wonderful friends; Kepler, and Yumi. Demi is a Timeless Friend, and with their help, perhap, I shall one day find her, Dria, my twin Sister. Xandria Bones. She is alive, somewhere. And together, we shall be Sailor Guardians together, whatever her sphere, whatever her planet, however long she has been gone at the point at which we are united again. Deme will be there, and hopefully Kepler and Yumi and other friends that we've made, and of course Mom and Dad, when we are not suited up, of course. And finally, as a family, we will be whole again! Gram and Granpa, will come down, and Granny too. Gramp though, might not make it. He is losing his battle to bone cancer. I feel we are finally one step closer to finding her, if he could just hold on just a little longer. He could at last have peace. We all would. Got to go to bed now. Can hear Mom and Dad getting up. Good night... or Good Morning.

Signed Drew

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