Dear diary,

Bitsy's put a stop to my research. She said it was too dangerous. I'm sad.

Not even the legendary Mac and cheese can cheer me up at this point. What's the point of dreaming if you can't even chase it?

Reading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original.

This is a tragedy diary. I was on the path to making a revolutionary mode of transportation. Water based flight! imagine all the new applications that's now buried deep beneath the ocean with no way of seeing the light.

I might have changed the world with this idea. But sadly it wasn't meant to be.

Love,

Tina