The Diary

1st January 2009

Hello. I’m Lily Black and I’m going to tell you my story, but first we must get a few things straight. Firstly, I like to daydream so things can get a little off the subject at some points and I can forget about things. It’s also a bit patchy in places, mostly because I forgot to right in my diary that day and struggled to remember what happened. But it’s mostly in good detail; if you have read this you will see what I mean. It’s pretty hard to forget! Secondly, some things might sound a bit unlikely. Well most things will sound a bit unlikely so you will have to have a lot of imagination. So while reading this you will have to keep a broad mind and follow along. Oh yes; you will have to keep the Warriors book 6, series 3, Sunrise beside you at all times. Keep it open at the pages with the lists of cats. I will also give you my own list of the cats that I will come across so that you don’t get confused or lose track of them:

Smudge Willow Daze Oscar Ben Freya Patch

Day 1 The Warriors World

“We’re here!” mum cried turning the car up a steep gravel path. But it wasn’t until the car had stopped did I recognize were we were. We were halfway up the top of a slope, looking over the tops of dark pine trees. The pine trees turned to undergrowth as the slope ended and then turned to a huge lake. It was amazing, a whole different world. And it was a whole different world as well. This was where the Warrior Cats books were set. My eyes widened in awe and suddenly I was as enthusiastic as mum. “This is our new home?” I asked. It was just too good to believe. “Yes,” mum replied. “Beautiful isn’t it?” I gazed out at the lake, at the forest, at the river and at the moors. It was just as mum had said, beautiful. Mum opened the car door and dragged out a heavy suitcase full of all Tess’s clothes. I unplugged my seatbelt, lifted Tess out of her car seat and jumped out after her. The house was just as lovely as the scenery. It was huge, much bigger than our old tiny cottage back in Scotland. We had lived there all my life. Tess and I had shared a tiny cupboard-sized bedroom but here it looked as if we’d get a room each. I bounded through the wooden gate after mum. I had the feeling we had just walked into a fairytale as we opened the door to the house. We had just stepped into a small, cosy porch. Our coats were all hanging up on the coat pegs to the side of the doors and our shoes on the shoe rack underneath. Dad had been here last weekend to get everything moved. All we’d had to bring was a bag of clothes each and the cat. “Right,” mum said, flicking on a light switch and moving into the hall. “You’re room is upstairs, Lily. The room at the end of the corridor.” I nodded. “Right,” I said, handing Tess to mum and racing back outside to the car. I wanted to go and explore around the lake. I wanted to see the Warrior’s world and not just read about it. Just to see the stone hollow would be wonderful, amazing, and breathtaking. I skidded to a halt in front of the car and pulled out the cat basket and my bag of clothes. Stumbling and sliding, I made my way back up to the house. Not taking in anything I passed, I took the steps two at a time and leaped to the end door. I shoved it open, dumping my bag down in front of the door and putting the cat basket down more carefully.