Dear Journal,

That is how most people start off, isn't it? I wouldn't know, I have never had a Journal of my own...that's mostly a lie. I had a journal once, back in the real world, but it was mostly filled with pictures and was written in Italian, but I'm sure it's somewhere in my American home...

Oh! I forgot to introduce myself, I am Samantha Kuhn, or, Samaria as I have been introducing myself as of late. So much has happened in such little time, I don't know where to start...it's best to start at the beginning, isn't it?

Well, my currently-short time in this "Digital World" started when I foolishly clicked on a link for a online counseling service for Troubled Teens. I don't know why I clicked it, maybe I was sub consciously reaching out to someone, when sparks and a bright light came from my computer, I wanted to run, I wanted to hide, but I just sat there, allowing my being to be sucked into the computer, I didn't know what was going on-

-I was...frightened...

I woke up in a forest of some kind, this strange device on my left wrist and a pale green next to me. I took the egg, and it eventually hatched into Jellymon, he's a cute little digimon, almost like a stuffed toy, he attempted to say my name, but only managed to squeak out "Sah" he's sleeping right now, he does that a lot. Well, guess I'll write again when something happens...

Madre...I wonder what she's doing? Probably looking for me, calling my name all over our town, I hope I'm not here too long, I want to go home.

~Samaria

Dear Journal,

I wonder how times passes in this world. The days seem much shorter, and the nights longer, does that mean it's not Daylight Savings Time like back home? Home...I wonder how Mama is taking my absence, she must've called the Police by now to report one of those kidnapped teen reports I've seen on the news. That e-mail I wrote about earlier, I don't think she would think I gave our Address, want to know why?

I could only barely make out even the topic name, and the message wasn't better, lots of 0s, 1s and those squares you get when a computer tries to translate Japanese text. Mama must be coming apart as I wright this, she might have even called Papa, and they don't really talk peacefully, they argue in Italian, and what's worse: I understand every single thing they yell, and it's not the best use of the language.

I feel so stupid for clicking that link, it was like something moved my hand to click it, and the rest, well, I'm in this world with a Digimon, so what happened next is self-explanatory.

Oh! Speaking of Digimon, I met some while exploring a forest shortly after Jellymon came from his egg, he pretty much lead me there, probably, always hopping from my arms to go on ahead, he seemed really excited, but I digress. I met two other Digimon: Ankh and Arhn are their names (let's hope I spelt their names right) They seem nice enough, I think I can trust them. That's all for today, I'll write next something Happens.

~Samaria