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Paris, 1874

Dear Diary.
I have arrived to paris a couple days ago and am planning on staying there for christmas. I might stay for the renaissance festival if it comes fast enough. I want to be able to be an actual damsel in distress for once. find my own prince charming! And not be a girl who is just a weirdo to others.

~allie

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I sighed a bit as it snowed outside my hotel window. I was tired and exhausted. I decided to turn on my tv to see what was on. i clicked to the movie channel and suddenly covered my ears as a blast of loud organ music filled my ears. I saw the image of a pipe organ with his face in it.

“Oh heavens no. BEauty and the beast 2!”

I quickly shut off the tv and my body shaked like crazy...It had been a long time since i saw that movie and i hated it for ONE reason and it as cause of that EXACT pipe organ. My TRUE fear. Thats why i moved to paris in the first place! so i wasnt made fun of. I have had a fear of pipe organs since i was a kid! My body shook like mad at the memory. Even his DEATH scene was fresh in my mind.

I quickly went to sleep only to see my recurring nightmare. The same scene over and over like it was a movie in my head. I could not TAKE it anymore. I quickly bolted up and ran into the church across the street. I saw the alter there and the many statues but then i saw...oh great. ANOTHER pipe organ. I forgot that i ran into the church of Notre Dame de Paris. I gulped hoping it wouldnt come to life.

“Are you alright dear child?”

I turned to see a tall man in a black suit. He had a warm smile and mustache. I went to him, tears in my eyes. He could tell something was troubling me so he held me close as i started to cry.

“It’s my nightmare. it keeps happening over and over”

“what nightmatre?” he asked me.

I told him of my nightmare of my childhood. It was basically a permenant scar on my life. I have had a fear of pipe organs since i was seven! The mans face grew sad and invited me to stay with him for the night.

His name was Louis. Louis Vierne. Organist of Notre Dame. As he lead me to his house i could tell he would protect me from my nightmare and fears, even though he WAS an organist of notre dame. And hopefully i wont run into my nightmare again anytime soon. I was in good arms as we ate our meal. I soon fell asleep by the warmth of a crackling fire after 3 slices of hot apple pie his wife made. He scooped me up and carried me to bed and helped me into a nightgown. He tucked me in and i fell asleep. And all through that night, the nightmare didnt come back.

Description
Paris, 1874

Dear Diary.
I have arrived to paris a couple days ago and am planning on staying there for christmas. I might stay for the renaissance festival if it comes fast enough. I want to be able to be an actual damsel in distress for once. find my own prince charming! And not be a girl who is just a weirdo to others.

~allie

______________________________________________________________________________

I sighed a bit as it snowed outside my hotel window. I was tired and exhausted. I decided to turn on my tv to see what was on. i clicked to the movie channel and suddenly covered my ears as a blast of loud organ music filled my ears. I saw the image of a pipe organ with his face in it.

“Oh heavens no. BEauty and the beast 2!”

I quickly shut off the tv and my body shaked like crazy...It had been a long time since i saw that movie and i hated it for ONE reason and it as cause of that EXACT pipe organ. My TRUE fear. Thats why i moved to paris in the first place! so i wasnt made fun of. I have had a fear of pipe organs since i was a kid! My body shook like mad at the memory. Even his DEATH scene was fresh in my mind.

I quickly went to sleep only to see my recurring nightmare. The same scene over and over like it was a movie in my head. I could not TAKE it anymore. I quickly bolted up and ran into the church across the street. I saw the alter there and the many statues but then i saw...oh great. ANOTHER pipe organ. I forgot that i ran into the church of Notre Dame de Paris. I gulped hoping it wouldnt come to life.

“Are you alright dear child?”

I turned to see a tall man in a black suit. He had a warm smile and mustache. I went to him, tears in my eyes. He could tell something was troubling me so he held me close as i started to cry.

“It’s my nightmare. it keeps happening over and over”

“what nightmatre?” he asked me.

I told him of my nightmare of my childhood. It was basically a permenant scar on my life. I have had a fear of pipe organs since i was seven! The mans face grew sad and invited me to stay with him for the night.

His name was Louis. Louis Vierne. Organist of Notre Dame. As he lead me to his house i could tell he would protect me from my nightmare and fears, even though he WAS an organist of notre dame. And hopefully i wont run into my nightmare again anytime soon. I was in good arms as we ate our meal. I soon fell asleep by the warmth of a crackling fire after 3 slices of hot apple pie his wife made. He scooped me up and carried me to bed and helped me into a nightgown. He tucked me in and i fell asleep. And all through that night, the nightmare didnt come back.