I never really was good at keeping up with this thing. I'm 14 now, I read through what I wrote so long ago. I can't believe I missed my mother that much, or that I didn't realize sooner she was the one that wanted us dead. I wish that witch would go to the nether. I thought she was my mother, mothers are supposed to love their children, not have people hunt them down. If I ever see her again my sword is going through her heart. I've made a few friends, they were running as well so they came to the only place no one ever searches. We built a tree house together, father says it's good for me to have friends out here, and if I didn't I would be insane. We are all known as something unique to ourselves, I am the Empress of Death, the others are the Emperor of Darkness, Empress of Fire, Lord of the Water, Lady of the Forest, and the Lord of the Light. One day Mathew came back, he apologized for what he had done, I still have no idea what that meant, but he said when he returned my mother tried to kill him so he left.