Piscine Merrow's Diary

Diary of Piscine Merrow.

Entry 1
I still can't believe we're going to get to live in a mansion! A FREAKING MANSION!!! Can you believe it?! I can't!!

Okay, so at the last hotel we were staying at, Mom got a letter from Momma (our grandma. 'Our' as in Morgaine and me, I mean. Momma is Mom's mom. … Yeah.) that said that some great-great-aunt's-cousin's-best-friend-lady just passed away and left us some property. How nice is that? That she left us something, I mean. It's a little weird, though, since apparently Mom never met the lady.

Anyway, Gertrude (that's the dead lady's name, btw) left us this mansion on her family's property, which apparently hasn't been touched in years and is now just a bunch of big, dreary forest with a really big, really old house in the middle of a clearing. Apparently she grew up there as a kid, but has never been able to sell the place because of rumors that it's haunted or whatever. So, she just kind of decided to give it to us. Isn't that nice of her?

Even though Mom never met Aunt (?) Gertrude, she says she's been to the house for a family reunion once or twice, when she was about my age. She says it looks just like a castle, but a little bit more modern, and that it's big enough that I can have like three or four rooms (or a 'wing,' as Morgaine says) all to myself!

I'll finally be able to expand my One Direction collection. Things have been cramped in the keychain dollhouse Morgaine made for me. (We're always moving around, and I don't really have much space to add to my 1D collection in our car, so a while ago Morgaine took a Barbie dollhouse and a clear ball filled with seawater (from a gift shop on a beach somewhere. We've been to so many beaches, IDK.) and stuck the house in the ball with magic and then cast a spell on them so that I can go in there and basically live in the ball, decorating the house with all my One Direction merch. All I have to do to enter and leave the ball is knock on it, either from the outside or inside, three times. Seriously, isn't Morgaine the best sister ever?)

Right now, we've just gotten to this town just outside our new property, called 'New Salem.' Morgaine says it's no wonder Gertrude had trouble finding people to buy a 'rickety old Victorian' owned by several generations of witches with a town named that right next to it. I think she means this as some kind of reference to the Salem witch trials, but... Note to self: Look up 'Victorian' and 'rickety' (sp?)

OMG WE'RE GOING THROUGH THE BIG, DARK WOODS AROUND OUR NEW HOUSE AND I CAN ALREADY KIND OF SEE IT AND holy cheese it looks haunted. Have I mentioned that I don't like haunted things? I mean, sure, you wouldn't think a witch would be scared of anything (Morgaine says there's nothing for a witch to really be afraid of because we can make reality our (word for female dog. I really wish Morgaine didn't curse so much.), especially since witch-hunting isn't really a thing anymore.), but... Wow, this place looks creepy.