CHRISTINE'S DIARY

 

Sunday, September 6, 2020

 

Hi, I'm Christine Daaé and I've decided to start writing my own diary, so I'm going to update you a bit...

I was an only child, I lived with my father and my mother in Sweden but my mother died when I was little, after that Mr. Daaé and I only had each other. He was a very good violinist and he taught me to sing, that's how we keep up a living, he played the violin and I sang. One day we were working by the sea and I was wearing a scarf, the scarf flew into the sea and a boy named Raoul picked it up for me. We became very good friends with him, and my father taught him to play the violin. My father, Mr. Daaé always told us that we would only sing and/or play an instrument well if we knew how to listen to the Angel of music.

 

Sometime later, my father died, I lost my sweet voice and I moved to Paris.