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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2005 10:53 pm

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Welcome to Jenivive's Dairy

Like most Diaries, they are meant to be kept secret. Please do not post, unless you are dropping off a gift, or you ask Xaria's permission. If you are dropping a gift off, please keep it short, simple and to the point. What is a legend? Please go to the main thread and ask a question there!

Random Facts On Jenivive

Date of Birth: August 1, 2005
Gender: Female
Guardian: Xaria
Least Favorite Legend: Unknown.
Most Favorite Legend: Unknown.
Personality: Unknown.
Strength- 5
Intelligence- 2
Friendliness- 4
Charm- 4
Humor- 1
Creativity- 1
Spirituality- 3

Karma rating- 7
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2005 7:43 pm

Chloe Rosenburg was a proud seven-year-old girl, who had made a lot more advances than the other seven-year-old girls. She was smarter than the other girls, she could swim better than the other girls, and she could sing better than most girls. Her parents loved her very much, and her gray eyes shone with every inch of love she gave to her parents. Her brown hair was always in a French braid that was carefully braided by her mother everyday. Her father would always smile and rub her hair, ruining the perfect braids that were carefully knitted, forcing another half hour of braiding for Chloe. They weren't rich, they weren't spoiled, they were the all American family. They'd have a summer home on a beach, and a tiny house fit for three people. Their attire was nothing more than casual but classy.

The bag was packed, the blanket was folded and the drinks were chilled. Chloe was stuck in a tangle with her favorite pink bathing suit. It looped in and out of her back, think of crisscrossing. She was proud because her mother had the same bathing suit. Chloe strode across the hallway after stretching her right leg through the hole. She tripped over a doll and landed on the door of her parent's room. They were comfortably snuggled up together in their blankets. The ocean breeze blew through the windows as Chloe crawled into their bed. Her mother rolled over and instantly knew what to do. She hopped out of bed, brushed her teeth, got changed, and woke her husband, who in turn did the same thing.

Once they were set, they took the bag with the food and drinks and headed outside onto the beach. It was too early for lifeguards, so Chloe and her parents snuggled up and watched the sun rise along with the tide. Chloe took the view in and spoke, "Mommy, I want to be like the ocean."

Her mother looked back in astonishment. "Oh? And why is that sweetie?"

Chloe smiled and closed her eyes, "I want to be pretty, and I want to be able to move like that."

Her mother laughed and brushed her hair as she began to braid her hair again. "You are pretty sweetie."

With another hour passed, and conversation increased, her mother decided that it was safe to go in the water. They waded into the cold waters and dove under waves to get out right near the drop off. Chloe tread water, as did her mother. They were bobbing like apples in the water, Chloe giggling and laughing and having a grand old time. A huge wave began to form 100 feet away, her father suggested to dive into it, in which they all did.

As the water rushed and the waves crested, Chloe's mother and father came up within two seconds. But for Chloe, the ride wasn't over. Her head hit the air, she gasped for breath. Taking in water she choked under water, as she tossed and tumbled, her tears mixing with the salty waters. Her lungs reaching for air. Her head hit the floor. She was being taken out past the drop off. Her last bubble went up, the water was calm and everything was silent.

Three days past, and her body was never discovered. At the funeral and the burring of her prized possessions, her father clutched her favorite dolly and wept. He stood up by the water and glared down. He said his prayer silently as a single tear rolled down his cheek.

As the days pass
I pray that you are one with the water
The silent killer, the bringer of love.
I hope you can be 'pretty' as you said
And become one with the water.

At that very moment the sun shone upon the ocean and the water twinkled. A bubble arose from the water where Chloe died. Her mother dove into the water, only to grab a vial of brown hair, with a note inside. No one has read the note; no one knows what it says. It is now hanging in her empty room. Her spirit within it.

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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2005 7:44 pm

August 1st, 2005 - This little one was washed upon the shore.

Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2005 7:45 pm

Full Name: Jenivive Amoi
Nicknames: Vive (Vee-v), Jenni, Jen, Niv
Eye Color: Sea Green
Hair Color: Dark Dark Blue
Skin Tone: Currently Pale-ish
Personality: Not that much is known about this young one.
Likes: Not that much is known about this young one.
Dislikes: Not that much is known about this young one.