Entry IV - Synnove

=== Synnove - Entry Three ===
(Age: Youth)
[2 days after ENTRY III]
Hi Journal,
I’m sorry someone else got to you. It must have been when I left you on my bed before lessons. I can’t tell if it’s Kasamir’s or Oksanna’s handwriting, but I know it was one of them. They think I’m dumb. They keep saying I can’t tell what’s real and what’s just a story. Now they’re messing with me, trying to make me feel crazy by writing in you. I’m really sorry. They’re not very nice right now. Lenore says it’s because they’re anxious to start their Callings in earnest. I think they’re just growing up to be mean. That’s their Calling. 
I wonder what my Calling will be. I think it would be fun to be a missionary. To go out and see the world and make friends with new people. To teach them about God and all She will provide. That would be fun. I’d love to see the other oceans. I wonder if all the beaches look like ours. Some of the missionaries have been gone for months or years. They have to be going places where there are other beaches or other mountains! That would be really something to see. Other mountains on the other side of the world! I think God wants me to go to these places. Why else would I dream of these things? She is telling me what my Calling will be. 
I will be a missionary. 
I promise to not let my siblings write in you again. Your pages are precious. I don’t want to run out of paper too soon. It would have been kind of amazing if you actually did speak back to me though. It’s nice to have something I don’t have to share with my siblings.  It’s nice to have a friend, even if you’re just a book.
Write to you soon, Journal!
Love, Synnove
Entry V