These people that live here (and largely ignore me, which I like) are strange. They're doing some odd things to the house. There are bars that now pop out on the sides. I think Wolf was climbing up them earlier.

There are rods over the stairs, I think they're supposed to be like monekybars or something. That's the only reason I can think of to put bars over the stairs.

That's not all of it. I think they're making a zipline or something on the roof. Who knows where that will go. It kinda reminds me of that muggle tv program. Ninja Warrior, I think it was called. I don't know... one of the kids in the system liked it.

But yeah... it's very bizarre. I want to try to ask Wolf, but I'm afraid she won't answer me properly. She wants me to say something. But I know better. Always keep your mouth shut. Safer that way; not that she has any concept of safety.

She's training again.

Harder and faster than I've seen it before. She doesn't know I watch. I think it's interesting. They fly around. Fast and faster... they keep trying to hit her. She used safer ones once when her leg was hurt. I've never seen her use them again. Sometimes, when it's hurt, she still uses the these ones. I wonder what she's thinking. It's got to be something. Why would you do this to yourself? Don't other do enough twisted things to you?

Bleeding again... didn't get hit. No, this is the one happens often. I wonder why she can't fix it. I wonder if she's tried. She seems like the type who wouldn't try. I don't know why. She just does. I've met them. I've lived with them. We helped one get away once. I don't know why no one ever helped us.

Well, maybe she helped me. But I don't know. I don't go anywhere. She'd let me leave. She doesn't ask anything. I don't know why. She should have just gotten her money. At least some of it. I know they would have charged her less for me. The would have charged anybody less for me. I don't understand. I was better for a bit... But they found me again. It's always the same. Someone helps me get away and then they find me again.

Doesn't want that, though. Never actually wanted me. Just felt compelled, I guess... Am I not good enough?

People are talking to me already on this thing... I knew she linked it to her journal chain thing, but... already? I didn't know it went out that quickly. I'm not sure how I feel about this. Should I put more protections on this thing? She said she put protections on it already. What does that mean? What do they do? So many questions... I'm not sure how it works. Not really. It's kind of odd. I'm not sure I could do it. I can make things with magic. Sometimes. It's been hard lately. I don't know why. Ever since... well, maybe this isn't the place for it.

There are a ton of people staying here. I don't know what it is about Wolf. I think she's friends with everyone else. Everyone except that kid, though. I think she said his name was Dari... Maybe that's why they're here? I'm not really sure... It's too hard to ask. She's pretty good. I feel like she went through time without speaking as well. And it's not that I can't speak. I was taught to read. I was taught to write. I spoke once... Not now, though. Now I just... don't.

It's worse now. I can't believe I got grabbed again. She says it's not my fault, but I know it is. People see me and they know. They know what I've done. They know I'll submit. They know I'll go back. But I'm not sure I really want to. If I do, those muggles will find me again. It will be another foster home. Another place to keep my head down and get by. And all the while, they'll know.

But these people don't seem to. They don't look at me that way. I don't know how they can't see it. She's never asked. I'm not sure she ever will. I'm not sure I'll ever tell her. She pushes me, though. She's damaged. I can see it. She talks, but I watch her train. I can see it then. And sometimes, in her eyes. She looks like the girls I knew, then, the girl I was. Only, angrier. She's alive. There's fire beneath it and it's pure will. I don't know why she does it to herself. We never had that fire. No, we faked it. Maybe one or two did, but... We knew our fate.

I don't want to speak of it. Not yet. I hear clanging again. I think I'm going to go watch.

So... Wolf got me this journal thing. I guess it's hard to understand me because I don't speak.

We'll try it this way I guess. Introductions are for later. Just testing this out.