The following Story is one I started on christmas day or that night. Well close to then any feed back would be appreciated (only if it's not cruel! hehehee!)
A strange Journal it was, full of nonsense that I didn’t understand, full of words I had never even heard of before. My first instinct was to take it to the police station, but I thought it wouldn’t hurt to take a peak, to read just a little about this girls life. The writing was so neat, written in gold pen ink. The pages were a blue bird shade of blue with a love heartleaf vine cascading down the edges. A beautiful leaf green it was with a gold rim around one side of each leaf. I thought I would have loved to be that girl, to have such a beautiful diary like this to call my own. To have a gold pen to write down my deepest most secret desires in life. To write of love, loss, and all the wonderful things I was going to do.
This girl must be a beautiful rich girl, about my age. She must want for nothing, so I thought. Then another thought danced through my head, Why had she forgotten something that was so precious, so secret, so special. How could you ever forget to guard such secrets? Why would you leave a beautiful diary like this, in the shade of an old willow tree in the park? The questions I asked myself only provoked more and more questions in my mind. I think I will read this diary, perhaps it has some of the answers I seek. As I went to open the cover I reconsidered my decision. Really I shouldn’t read it, Mum will be so mad. After all it’s a invasion of privacy, so secrets aren’t meant to be shared. Then again, what my mother doesn’t know can’t hurt her.
With that I opened the cover of the diary. On the first page it stated this diary is the property of Caliena Maddington, Read at your own risk! Read at your own risk? Wow this must contain some pretty interesting stories, I laughed as I read on. There was a poem written underneath the warning.
Secrets are the words unspoken,
A promise that is never broken,
A magical oath between two people,
Like the spoken silence of a steeple.
Let this truth be remembered now,
Once turning the page, this secret vow,
Must be upheld, by all who read,
The mysteries of the callous seed.
For if this bond you ever break,
There gains a life within the lake.
Wow that’s the weirdest poem I have ever read in my life. The girl who wrote that is really talented. Such power in what she says. I bet she called it secrets or something like that. Suddenly I noticed something printed down the bottom of the page in very small writing. Diary 2010. What? 2010?? But it’s not 2010, it’s 2003! That’s so weird! I didn’t know they were making diaries that many years ahead. The number wasn’t written in gold pen; No, it was printed on there by the company who made the diary. Underneath that was the company name, “Sages and Foes”. Following that was the address, “5000 Hunters End, Middleland”. Well I’d heard of Midland but not Middleland. Perhaps it’s a typing mistake.
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