August 9th

Dear Diary,

Good news- I've been adopted! It's been a crazy day and I'm a long way from the pet store. My new home is a small room -- it's kind of messy. There are books and papers, Christmas lights, and glitter all over the place. They must have had some sort of celebration. Or maybe they're just happy. Who knows? Whatever the reason, I am sure of one thing: I have a new family, and I am so excited for this next chapter of my life!

XOXO, Betta Fish

August 20th

Dear Diary,

I woke up and all the memories of yesterday came flooding back. What an adventure it was! There was a lot of noise, movement, and maybe even a few tears. I'm not sure. Whatever happened, I am starting to learn more about what my life will be like in this new place. I'm living in a bowl now. I was in a bag for a while yesterday, but I'm definitely feeling good about this upgrade. Purple rocks, some sort of plant, and Justin Bieber on the radio? What more could I want? As if that wasn't enough, they also set my bowl up right by the window! The sun shines right in and I can always hear kids yelling and talking outside. The sky is blue, the leaves on the trees are green, and I really like these girls taking care of me. I'm living the life! They haven't fed me yet, but that's OK, I'm sure it will happen soon. More later.

XOXO, Betta Fish

August 25th

Dear Diary,

I've been here a week, and boy -- it's been busy! I live with two girls in this small room, and they definitely have a lot going on. They've finally started using the books that were thrown on the floor sometime during my arrival. Their place on the rug has been taken up by clothes and shoes and believe it or not, more glitter -- I'm not sure where it came from. We've gotten acquainted as the days have come and gone, and they definitely like me a lot. They take pictures of me all the time, and it seems like there are always people visiting my bowl. Honestly, I could do without all the tapping on the glass. Other than that, though, I have no reason to complain. They did feed me, eventually, and since then, I've been able to eat my body weight in fish food. I don't know how much they're supposed to feed me, but they're giving me at least that much. And they changed my water yesterday... all in all, life is good and I love my new owners. I can't wait for the rest of the year!

Much love, Betta Fish

September 22nd

Dear Diary,

This past month has been crazy. There are more books here, for sure -- but most of the time they spend in the room is not spent studying. The music is always loud and they definitely have a lot of friends over. They all like to sing and dance. Some of the friends like me, some of them don't. Sometimes they drop things in my bowl. They always get them out eventually, though, and it keeps life interesting. Being that things are so hectic around here, I'm not sure how much time I'll have to document everything that's going on. But I'll do my best to update you soon.

XOXO, Betta Fish

October 16th

Dear Diary,

The girls were pretty stressed out today. Not sure why, but they were throwing clothes and shoes around more than they usually do, and pulling out some bags and suitcases I've never seen before. All their friends stopped by at some point, so you could say the energy in the room was pretty high. A few of them tapped my glass and told me they'd see me in a week- I wonder where they're going? If I get any new info, you'll be the first to know. On an unrelated note, my view from the window has been really nice lately. All the leaves on the trees changed color, and the sunsets have just been gorgeous. The breeze that blows in is wonderful and it sounds like everyone outside is having a great time. Right now, I'm watching the sunset and the air outside is getting a little cooler. I'm really enjoying myself. The girls are coming over to feed me now, so I'll go. More later.

XOXO, Betta Fish

October 17th

Dear Diary,

After I stopped writing yesterday, the girls did come over to my bowl with the food. It was a feast! I don't think I've ever eaten that much in my life. It made me so happy. Shortly after, they took their bags and left the room. They must be spending the night somewhere, because they haven't been back since. Who knows -- maybe I'll throw my own party while they're gone? I hear there a few other fish who live down the hall. The possibilities are endless, really.

Love, Betta Fish

October 18th

Dear Diary,

They're still not back. They've had sleepovers with their friends before, but never for more than a night. I'm a little worried, but I'm sure they're just in another room somewhere. There's a first time for everything. I bet they'll be back tomorrow.

XOXO, Betta Fish

October 19th

Dear Diary,

They're still gone. It's been three days. All their stuff is here, with exception of the bags they took. I'm definitely worried now -- not only for the girls, but for myself. The food they gave me a few days ago is gone, and I'm starting to get hungry. Maybe one of their friends will stop by. I even miss them trying to poke me and drop things in my bowl. I hope I get to see them soon -- I really miss the noise and the happiness.

Your lonely friend, Betta Fish

October 20th

Dear Diary,

No sign of them. I'm hungry and scared. I'm not sure where they could be.

XOXO, Betta Fish

October 21st

Dear Diary,

I don't know when these girls will be back, but when they do return, we are going to have a conversation about this. Don't they know I'm worried? Don't they know I'm concerned about their safety and only want what's best for them? Don't they care that I'm alone, and that I'm starving? They are going to get a talking-to.

Your frustrated friend, Betta Fish

October 23rd

Dear Diary,

Sorry I didn't write yesterday- I didn't mean to keep you in suspense, but my girls came back and I was just too happy to be bothered with a diary entry. They returned with all their bags (plus a few extra) and all their friends. The room was back to its usual, busy state, and all is right with the world. I tried to bring up the concerns I mentioned the other day, but there was honestly just too much going on. It's OK though. They fed me, changed my water, and spent lots of time telling me how much they missed me. I'm just happy they're home. Everything is back to normal!

Your happy friend, Betta Fish

November 1st

Dear Diary,

The girls left again last night, but at least I wasn't alone this time! There were plenty of people in the room -- none of them looked familiar, but the voices in the room sounded just like the voices that are normally laughing and joking around me. I'm not sure who they were, but they seemed to know me. Some of them were scary, but most of them just seemed to be having a good time. After they all left, I enjoyed a little quiet time and then fell asleep. In the morning, my girls and their friends were back. We all slept in.

XOXO, Betta Fish

December 9th

Dear Diary,

It's been quiet around here lately. Everyone has been spending a lot of time reading and writing and I'm sensing that some sort of change is happening. They've shifted the room around a bit. They added more lights and put a few new decorations on the door. They even brought a tree inside and set it up right next to my bowl. No one has told me what's going on, but the atmosphere is definitely different. When I look outside the window (which is always closed nowadays), I can see that the sky is much darker. The room is always kept at a warmer temperature. Even Justin Bieber keeps talking about how silent the night is. I miss the noise and the open window, but this is kind of nice, too.

XOXO, Betta Fish

December 13th

Dear Diary,

They brought the bags out again. I'm nervous. They don't seem to be paying much attention to them, but they're definitely there. I'm worried that the girls are going to leave me again.

Love, Betta Fish

December 14th

Dear Diary,

The bags still have not been touched. They just keep reading their books and crying. They're talking about teachers more than they have all year. More later.

XOXO, Betta Fish

December 15th

Dear Diary,

Well, they finally closed their books and packed their bags. They stopped crying, too. I've been getting more and more worried as the day progresses. They're definitely leaving again, but I don't know how long they'll be gone. Hopefully not as long as last time. Right now, as I'm writing, they're saying goodbye to their friends. There's a lot of hugging going on. They're hugging each other. Picking up their bags. One girl walks towards the door, and the other walks towards me.

She taps the glass, and asks if I'm ready to go.

What?

Am I ready to go? Go where?

I'm going with them! They're not leaving me this time. She just picked up my bowl and my food and we're walking out the door.

What an adventure this will be! I might even get to ride the elevator again. I don't want to miss a second of it, so I'm going to stop writing now. I'll tell you more when I can!

Until next time-

XOXO,

Betta Fish