If I EVER catch you trying to peek at my private mail again, or lurking behind me in an attempt to read my journal over my shoulder, I will LITERALLY HEX YOUR FACE OFF.

THAT'S RIGHT. WHERE YOUR FACE ONCE WAS THERE WILL BE NOTHING BUT A GREAT QUIVERING PALE BLOB UTTERLY ABSENT OF ANY DISTINGUISHABLE FEATURES! YOU WILL BE LIKE A PUDDING WITH LEGS.

I MEAN IT!!