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Dear Diary...
Last night
was really freaky; I was biking home from the Big Halloween party (even though I
don't fit in) early and saw Mike and this strange girl with him. Having my
Curiosity getting the better of me I followed them close behind into the park,
but for some strange reason the girl kept on looking back, as if she knew I was
there, luckily she carried on. They stopped at the park bridge, I listened in
closely and found out that she was asking if Mike loved her, but Mike only met
her that night. Only afterwards I had gotten the shock of my life, wings with
black patterns seemed to rip out of her back; she then yelled something in a
tone I will never forget, "GET AWAY FROM ME!" She then flew across town,
luckily I had my bike with me, me having a curious nature and all, and I followed
her.
She seemed
to shape shift, horns seemed to grow from her head, black stripes and patterns
seemed to grow over her, a third eye popped out of her head, her feet turned
into hooves, and finally she grew a tail. I followed her to a church and
noticed she had folded in her wings and didn't move for a while so I went home,
I didn't dare tell my parents what happened, for they would go either ballistic
or would sit down and have a 'talk'. The next day (today), which is Sunday, I went
back to church with my parents, the same church that the mysterious girl had slept,
and too my disbelief she was still there, waking up. She looked around in
shock, not noticing me looking at her, and crawled down the wall. I saw my
friend, Emily, walk in there, and walked out with $20 hanging out of her
pocket. She then screamed at the top of her lungs that there was a gas leak and
that the street was going to explode. Naturally everybody ran, but I slipped
away from my parents and watched that very alley way where That Mysterious Girl
was. She crept very fast into the sewers, I was either very brave, or stupid,
that day, and I followed her down the sewers.
She seemed
to mumble to her self about some things, I only caught some of it. I heard that
she screwed up that one night (The Halloween night I think), she said something
about an idiot but when she did say that there was a strange glow from her..., she
then sniffed the air and mumbled something about a soul. She then sat down
under a ladder to the surface when a rat spooked her and she climbed to the top
and screamed in a way I have never heard before in my life, I can never explain
it. I stayed below to play it safe, I heard voices, a man just went outside,
and then something caught on fire, then there was screams followed by a
slamming of a door. I could hear that the Girl had gone, so I tried to follow
her by the alley ways, and nearly lost her when I saw that she landed on top of
my granddads place, which I have a key for, and I went up the building and hid
and listened to her talk to God. I had a good idea on what she had gone
through, my theory is that she had some sort of accident, (Crazy idiot with a
magical relic, ha ha, I dunno) and she hates what she is, and that she wanted a
normal life. I could relate to her, I am different from everybody else; I don't
fit in, with my stutters, my shaking and my birth defect. No one wants to be with
me (except for my diary and my parents and my ONE best friend). I hide from
everybody else. I then saw something that gave me a link to her, that rabbit, I
know where he lives, I now know where that Girl lives, and I now know her name,
and her name is...Sandra.
Maybe this
was all a dream, but I'm certain that it wasn't. I can't tell anyone else of
this, they will either laugh at me, or just ignore me to start with. Maybe I can
make another friend, maybe I can help her, and that she can help me.
I now end this entry with the one sentence that
I end all. This is my Friend, this is my life, no one shall read this but me, and me only...
(Part 2)Dear Diary...
I saw her again. I was coming home from school; the bad
thing was that it was raining (Damn Rain!). My mother was working late... again,
and my Father worked until 5pm, and I
didn't want to wait until then to get home. So I borrowed an umbrella from the
Student Centre at school. My School, Miscellaneous
High School, wasn't crunched in,
confined to a single plot, Multi Story, like Miscellaneous
City College.
In fact it was quite spread out and big, probably because it was built over 60
years ago. It had about 1,500 students in it. I was walking down Main
Street in town as I always do when I walk home, it
was really stormy that day, and rain was hammering upon my umbrella. Main
Street looked like it missed the 1980s, it still
had the historical style buildings lining the sides of the street, it wasn't
big, but it wasn't small either. But it was really long; its real name is Victoria
Avenue.
I always wear a hoody
and long pants, even though it isn't part of my uniform at school; good thing
my mother wrote a note about it. I am in a special needs class, away from
everybody else, it's a relatively small class, there's only about 5 others in
my class which pay no attention to me, and I do the same to them. I'm normal intellectually;
it's just the physical things that are holding me back. The street was quite quiet, strange for a
Friday, I guess since the 'Devil' sightings everybody is too scared to go out
on bad occasions (like that storm). There was the occasional car going past and
the hobo that always sits next to the News stand waiting for more paper and the
kind donation. All of the headlines pretty much said the same thing... 'Miss
Devil sighted, is the town safe?' (Seemed safe to me) The sheltered area of the
street was coming to an end, and the street seemed to open up more because of
the lack of multi story buildings lining it. So I put up my umbrella and took
the shortcut through the alley like I always do; the alley way had the
occasional rubbish bin and bag across its walls and the fire escapes lining the
buildings. The alley way was dark and
dreary, but I didn't care, all I wanted to do was get home. Just across from
the alley way was my house, but when I looked again, a hooded figure appeared
out of nowhere.
The head of the figure turned slowly towards me, and its
eyes connected with mine. I then knew who it was; it was Sandra, the person I
wanted to meet face to face. Well that was my one and probably only chance, she
started to walk off when I started to run silently towards her to not to
startle her. She seemed to know that I was coming when she said, "Why are you
following me?"
"I, uh... wanted to talk with you." I answered, and after I
said that she seemed to mumble to herself, "Why? Why cant people just leave me
alone."
"Look," Sandra told me, "Don't bother with me, I'm not worth
it."
"But... Sandra!" I tried to pull back what I said but it was
too late.
"Wait! What did you say?" she said as if she wanted to
confirm what I said.
"Uh... Nothing... I think this was a mistake." I said in a
nervous voice
"You said that I was Sandra, how did you know? I didn't tell
you... are you..." she trailed off.
"That Halloween night... I saw it all... I'm sorry, I'm so
sorry! Please don't... don't... don't..." my stutters
started to get the best of me. I worked so hard to try to stop them; I guess my
heightened fear and nervousness kept them going.
"You saw... me?" she said cautiously.
I said yes, and said to her that I saw what she was, what
she did at the church, what I saw in the sewers (what was I thinking!), I even
told her that I heard her outburst to God on top of my Granddads house. We had
slowly walked onto the street; it was still raining so I shared my Umbrella to
Sandra. There was the Asphalt road in the middle of the street, small trees
lining the road, and the pavement seemed old, stepped on, and cracked. My house
was just across the street; Sandra's was just down the road. She stood
dumbfounded, her face was in shock (her purple eyes looked cool!), and I then
decided to bridge the gap. I then lowered my hood, embarrassed as ever... in the
open, anyone could have looked through the window and saw how ugly I was (I
dare not tell you, I don't trust you that much, sorry). Actions spoke louder
than words that day. Her face grew from a shocked look to a sympathising one.
"In the normal world... there are people... like... me."
She said softly (Thank goodness, she didn't freak out. Though I didn't think
she would of.)
"I guess I'm not the only one with problems, Ha ha!" I said cheerfully, "do you want to come over to my
house to dry off? My parents won't mind."
"I guess there's no harm in that!" she said back in an
equally cheerful tone. Just as she said that the rain stopped, the sun came
out, and the most beautiful thing came out... a rainbow. (Even though I don't really
like that mushy stuff, it still looked good.)
What happened after that, I shall tell you another day, for
I'm lost for words for that situation. I've made another friend, a friend I can
relate to. I thank God for that... I was so lucky today.
I now
end this entry with the one sentence that I end all. This is my Friend, this is
my life, no one shall read this but me,
and me only...
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