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Dear Diary,

The strangest thing happened today! I found a new bakery out in the suburbs called Mooncakes. They have the best cookies I’ve ever tasted, and the crème puffs are simply divine.

Anyway. . .

I bought some cookies and a crème puff on the way home from the library and when I got home I found something else in my bag, tucked in along with my sweets. It was the most adorable little music box I’ve ever seen, but it seemed to be broken.

The lid simply wouldn’t open! Maybe the latch is broke. But it was really pretty, and I have no clue how it got into my bag because I didn’t see any like it at the bakery. I’ll just have to go back and show it to the owner . . . maybe he’ll know where it came from.

Dear Diary,

Wow. There really is nothing left in this world that can surprise me. . .

Today when I arrived home from work the most curious thing happened. I went to my room to change out of my work clothes, and I’d noticed that the “magical” trunk that had grown out of the mysterious music box was open!

Even more surprising was the tiny child who was curled asleep in my bed!

I was shocked, and more than a bit scared. Who was this strange little creature? The smell was Crème Puffs was heavy in the air, more so that it ever had been before. I don’t want to wake the child, but I was confused about where she’d come from, so I decided to wait in the room for her to wake on her own.

I wasn’t kept waiting long. After about ten minuets the little girl, rolled over and rubbed her eyes, then she noticed me, and sat up quickly.

She’s adorable, by the way, from her creamy skin to her pink tinged hair she’s like a tiny doll. She told me she came from the music box/trunk and was there to keep me from being alone.

Really, an answer to my unspoken prayers.