I got this diary so that I could see if all this was really worth it. Maybe if I write it down it'll make more sense.
Mom died two months ago. I'm so unhappy, but at the same time I've never been so relieved. Like every woman in the family mom was a demon, my dad knew how to control her though. Controling her demon side meant controling her too. She never got to do anything. I was treated the same way. I know once I reach that dreaded age the same will happen to me, I'll become the demon inside and someone will have to lock me away forever.
Before my mom died she told me of a place called Sunnydale, she said it was on a hellmouth, that I could find other demons like myself when the time came. Maybe they would accept me.
I know it's a little far fetched but I'm trying it anyway. I hitch hiked my way over and here I am... spending my last few dollars in an internet cafe, writing in an on-line journal, hoping for insight.
Not enough money left for a room. I can sleep in the park tonight. I have magic on my side, that's all I've ever had. Thank goddess mom and I were able to study that without anyone finding out.