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10:06am 11/05/2006
 
mood: giggly
December, 24 1879
Dear Diary,
William Talbot is the most handsome man in all of London. If I weren’t betrothed to another, I’d drop him hints as to my feelings for him. But alas I’m to marry Lord Brighton, a horribly dreadful man with no manners, New Money mother says, but father insists that I Wed him. I believe mother knows of my feelings for William, He is my love and will be so forever more.
-Tara		  
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10:14am 11/05/2006
 
mood: discontent
December 31, 1879
Dear Diary,
Upon hearing of my upcoming nuptials to Lord Brighton, dear sweet William tried to persuade my father to allow him to marry me. My father responded by telling William that his daughter would never be wed to a boy who always had his head in the clouds and was always writing nonsense in his journals. I hate father for that, poor William he looked completely crushed! I wish I could have gone after him, but when father realized that I was listening in on the conversation he had me locked into my chamber until it was time to leave for my cousin Cecily’s ball, which happened to be this evening, certainly I’d se William then. Though I wish I didn’t have to go to the ball, Cecily is a dreadful girl with a beastly attitude. Well I must sign off and dress for the ball.
-Tara		  
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10:16am 11/05/2006
  January 1, 1880

Dear Diary,
William, My sweet William has disappeared, It is all Cecily’s fault I’m certain. She was positively dreadful to him as the party as were the others. He ran out nearly in tears, I tried to go after him but that ghastly man Lord Brighton stopped me. I do so hope that William is well, I want so much to make everything better for him but no soul will allow that. Not to worry my William for I shall see you again my sweet.
-Tara		  
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10:16am 11/05/2006
 
mood: scared
January 8,1880

Dear Diary,
I positively despise Lord Brighton. The nerve of this man! Mother, father and I went to dine at his house which I suppose is soon to be my home, While My parents were having Brandy with Lord Brighton’s father, he asked me if I’d like to see the house, I suppose that was my first mistake, he showed me the house ending at his chambers, or ‘our’ chambers as he called them, I stood at the door and looked in, I must admit it was a beautiful room, but I dared not go in not before marriage. The beastly man ordered me to come in and when I didn’t oblige he grabbed me and dragged me by my hair, I fought as I would were it anyone else, but he hit me so hard, I continued to fight but he finally overpowered me and had his way…I had been a virgin up until that moment, While he committed this horrible act I just closed my eyes and thought about William, as I imagined William I no longer felt the attack I was taken away in my daydreams to a sunny meadow and William and I having a picnic, after the picnic William would take my hand and tell me he loved me, and then we’d kiss of course we’d make love but it wasn’t like Lord Brighton in my daydreams it was gentle and Patient, however I felt a sharp pain as Lord Brighton Slapped me, saying that I was to look at him while he was in me. I want this all to end already…William Where are you?
-Tara		  
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10:18am 11/05/2006
 
mood: worried
March 20,1880
Dear Diary,
The wedding date has been set, I’m to wed Lord Brighton on the tenth day of April. I do so wish that something would happen to stop this sham. I do not like Lord Brighton. In February William’s dear mother Anne and his sister Elizabeth mysteriously disappeared, could my William be behind this? That is what father says, I do not believe such lies, it is all speculation though several of the people that has mistreated William are now dead, murdered the police say. William is suspected but I refuse to believe it, My William is a gentle, kind soul, he would never harm another person…or would he?
-Tara		  
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10:18am 11/05/2006
 
mood: angry
March 21,1880
Dear Diary,
That pig Lord James Penn Brighton read my journal, My personal thoughts, he saw my posts about William and grew horribly Angry. He saw me walking to my house and pulled me forcefully into his carriage and dragged me to his home, there he did it again, beat me and forced himself upon me, I do not know how he managed to find this book but now I must hide it again…I hope that I do not have to marry this man I think I might go insane if I have to.
-Tara		  
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10:19am 11/05/2006
 
mood: gloomy
March 28,1880
Dear Diary,
Somebody has been watching me, I’ve yet to see whom it is though I suspect…No I hope that it is William, He will always be in my heart. I’d rather die than marry Lord Brighton on the tenth of April. Oh my William why can you not come to me? Why can you not save me from that dreadful man?
-Tara		  
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10:20am 11/05/2006
 
mood: confused
April 12,1880
Dear Diary,
I did not marry Lord Brighton as planned. Instead of a wedding party there was a funeral. I suppose I should disclose as to how this happened? I was walking home from a dress fitting, it was well after the sun had set, so I was hurrying because for some reason my carriage was gone, so I walked fast until I ran into a cold, hard chest, When I looked up I saw the face of a monster, I was absolutely terrified, there was something familiar about the monster but I could not tell until he spoke. It was William…someone had turned My William into a horrid creature called a Vampire, He’d killed the others I knew this now just by seeing the beast he’d become, but something about him made him still My William. He stood before me this night three days before I was to wed Lord Brighton just staring at me as if trying to decide what to do. His face changed back to his beautiful human face, I almost wept tears of joy just for seeing him again, He told me that he could not allow my marriage to Lord Brighton to happen, I didn’t fight him, I wanted out. His face changed again and as he leaned in to bite me he whispered a simple ‘I love you’ into my ear, I whispered it back as I died in his arms, almost the way I’d always dreamed dying in the arms of the man I loved. The feeling of his fangs in my throat was utter bliss; I’d never felt anything so intoxicating before. Yesterday on the eleventh I was buried, I rose last night and had to dig myself out of my grave, William had been in the cemetery, Neither of us could figure out how it was that I was still alive, not until Angelus (William’s Sire) came calling, He told William to take me to their home and to protect me from ‘them’ that ‘they’ would be searching for me. Well he did, and Angelus cam to my chambers later that night before he turned in for the day, He explained to me that I was a powerful witch (he said he could feel the magicks), but for some reason, he believes that its because William and I loved each other that when he killed me it unlock the magick within and restored my life force to my body, An anomaly he said.

He also told me that the ‘they’ he mentioned was called the council of watchers, he explained that this council trained girls (can you just imagine!) to fight demons and that this council would either want me to train me as a slayer or that they would want to kill me. He also said that a coven in London would most likely be trying to find me, to teach me their ways. But he also assured me that he and William would protect me for forever if they must.
-Tara		  
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10:21am 11/05/2006
 
mood: bouncy
August, 17 1969
Dear Diary,
Yes I know I know it’s been 89 years since I last wrote but I’ve been busy. However right now I’m in Woodstock, New York, at the Woodstock music festival, so many people that I know are here, and most of them are playing. I’ve had a run in with William since being here, it was fun. Woodstock as a whole was great, the music was great, the drugs were even better but the best part was watching William tripping on acid. Seems he fed off a flower person and he spent the next six hours watching his hand move, it was funny. There was also some amazing love making during that time as well, but eventually he had to go, and so he left me with a kiss and a promise to see me soon before he disappeared into the crowd, I knew then it’d be awhile before I saw him again. Gods I miss him.
-Tara		  
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10:21am 11/05/2006
 
mood: contemplative
music: My Way-The Sex Pistols
May 18,1979
Dear Diary,
Wow! It’s been nearly 10 years since I last wrote. Well time flies and all that. I haven’t seen Angelus since Romania when the gypsies cursed him. William I last saw well last year actually, He didn’t see me, he was in the New York subway, he killed his third Slayer, I’m happy for him though, I wish I could just go up and speak to him. Of course the last time we were actually together, before Woodstock, there came a vicious and jealous Drusilla that started problems between us, she threatened to inform the coven and council as to where I was, This what when I knew that it was time to leave and go out on my own. Recently I met a man and we've been seeing eachother regularly, but its time to leave New York now the council is getting closer.
-Tara		  
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Louisville Kentucky   
09:26pm 11/05/2006
 
mood: content
June,3,1991

I know I should write more but I'm a busy girl, especialy now. I've just had a baby, a beautiful little boy that I've named Reece. His father left when he learnt of my pregnancy but that is ok. As soon as I'm able Reece and I will be going to Ireland, there's a Gypsy Clan there that a friend of mind is part of, he's willing to put us up at least until they get close again.
-Tara		  
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Dublin Irleand   
09:59pm 11/05/2006
 
mood: blah
Decemeber,15,1994

Christmas is coming and we're one the run, back to the States this time, My friend Tom though he's a gypsy has connections all over the world, so reece and I have a house that's heavilly warded, I've even put Wards on Reece! Noone's touching my son. I'd look for William but the last time we got together, around 1988 or so there was an argument and words were exchanged we haven't spoke since. I really with that for Reece's sake that we can some time settle down somewhere so he can be a normal child and have a normal life.
-Tara		  
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Bangor Maine   
10:02pm 11/05/2006
 
mood: depressed
December 24,1994

I"ve done all I can to give Reece the best christmas possible, even though he only gets one toy, with ll the moving its impossible to get him everything he wants and deserves. My poor boy deserves much more than this life! between the council chasing us and everything else I'm afraid that I'm going to lose him, not to the world but to the darkness that both of us have inside. I've bound his magick so that they can't trace his magical signature, I hope it works. The last I heard anything about William he was with Drusilla travelling Europe, he said that they hoped to make it to prague. I've never been to prague myself and don't really want to take reece there, not with all the superstition that surrounds the place. I've been working in a diner to make ends meet. I'd get into the old family's money(my family) but that could give away our posistion to them, though my accountant(a vampire) claimes they'd never know, I just don't want to take the chance and if anything should happen to me, I need that money to make sure Reece is taken care of.
-Tara		  
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Sunnydale California   
10:08pm 11/05/2006
 
mood: annoyed
September,10 2000

I've uprooted Reece again, this time we've gone to the Hellmouth, William is here, I don't think that I'll let him know that it is me though. He's managed to get himself close to the Slayer...something that is not his style however I'll follow his lead and try to get into the slayer's inner circle. Reece is now 9 years old but he still thinks he's done something wrong because I've got him hidden away with some friends of mine, just so that he can't be found It breaks my heart to go see him because all he says anymore is 'Why can't I be with ye Mum' I keep trying to explain but he starts to cry and begs me to stay with him saying that he'll be good. My poor baby. Dammit I have to go! Willow just called...seems we have a date..yippie...
-Tara		  
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Sunnydale California   
10:13pm 11/05/2006
 
mood: contemplative
May 17, 2000

Well its my birthday again and the place was that theses people that I've hired as 'family members' come in and blather on about my supposedly being a demon, just to test the waters of Trust with the others. Well it happened and I did a small little chant to hide my demon and it just so seems that stupid ass Glorificus is more imatient than William, she had to send demons to find her key aka Dawnie So they were invisible and I had to reverse the Spell. William has managed to get a chip implanted in his head that fires when he harms a human so in order to 'convince' my 'family' that I wasn't a demon he punched me in the face I swear I almost zapped him then and there ofcourse then I'd have given myself away and that would not be good, so the 'family' left after giving an altimatum and buffy told them off, it kind fo felt good but it doesn't mean that I trust these people. However so far they can be trusted just not with Reece, not even William can be trusted near Reece I don't even trust him with myself right now.
-Tara		  
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Sunnydale California   
10:18pm 11/05/2006
 
mood: angry
May 30, 2000

Buffy died today. She jumped off the tower that was built by the crazies, everyone's devastated, I feel bad for Willow and Everyone but in a way I can see where it was a good thing, Restore the balance and all. Willow's become obsessed with finding a way to bring her back, I keep trying to explain to her the consequences but she won't listen, and dammit I have to now go and make sure she does it right. The coven and council had best not find me because of her.
-Tara		  
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Sunnydale   
10:21pm 11/05/2006
 
mood: calm
October, 2000

Well...we brought her back, it wasn't fair to her. Buffy was in heaven I knew something like this would happen! I knew if Willow tampered with the forces something bad would happen. Now she just won't stop. I care about Willow but I can't be with her, the magicks are taking her over and I can't be around for it. I won't watch her destroy herself, I've been staying with my friends and Reece, its almost time to go again, time for an extravagent departure, perhaps make them think I'm dead, It'll drive Willow mad but maybe then they'll get her the help she needs that way.
-Tara		  
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Atlanta, Georgia   
10:24pm 11/05/2006
 
mood: dirty
January 12,2003

I've been more guarded than normal...Reece is worried. I know he wonders why I don't use my Magicks fact is that right now I can't afford to. We've been living with Jensen for almost 2 years, the entire time he's hit me and forced sex on me, the first time he hit me I flashed back to the days of Lord Brighton, before I 'died' he would try to make me forget William. So upon falling back on that reflex I've kept Reece safe. Now are the times I wish William was around, Reece is always angry now but the binding of the magick holds tight. Reece walked in the other day and saw Jensen doing his thing, I never dared to scream butt his fight was in the livingroom and reece came home from school, I had to make him go to his room so he didn't flip out. That was the last straw! I can handle everything that's dished out but when my son sees it..all bets are off. We Leave at midnight.		  
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