Chapter 3 - Unfolding journal

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June 18, 1764

The sun shines out now, warm and brightly today. I saw her again today, the most beautiful woman in town Considerable sun arising straight from heaven, the day marked to come out with the more worst possible person in the world with, my father

The neighbourhood Family believed it should be I, not them, who protected the village from getting burnt. But I feared my father who always hated me and would hate hereafter. He mocked my fear into joy, he didn't wanted anything else but he said it would take care about the same things that I have done. I didn't understand his words though.

I spent my days in learning about new things. uncertainly Something scattered my heart, villagers believed that they can be protected from the demons by sacrificing a human soul on embers of the fire while tearing them apart with blood at Eastern forget, And though sacrifice raged all around us, our town would be safe from the demons. Or so we thought, The monsters we drove by was born within them. Killing a human soul was giving a birth to demons inside them. Now, something terrible happened.

June 24, 1764
I thought there was hope. That somewhere deep inside something Would find its way out. Love. But I was wrong. There is nothing left in these people anymore. No good. No kindness. No Love. Only a monster that must be stopped from killing humans every year as sacrifice to demons.

July 2,1764
I just had the strangest encounter with a girl. We only spoke for a moment, but her name is Amara. The intense beauty in her eyes, her soft lips. Some kind of magic in her voice,
and she may be the most wonderful girl I have ever met. I did what I had to do to protect Amara From these real animal.

There were out there waiting for the opportunity to break the curse forever and fortunately they found a way to stop these sacrifices forever and remain in peace but it had a cost to pay back.

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A cold breeze interrupted my interest on the journal. i've been strapped to my bed for a hour, for the first time, i just zapped my energy in reading, quickly became tired after that, refused to fall asleep before completing the journal but i eventually had to sleep.

" Okay, well I wasn't expecting such things in the journal but there's a weird feeling inside me now, something which I can't explain." I murmured to myself.

After arranging the journal in bookshelf, I thought about freshening up before going to bed and headed for the washroom. As I washed my face and brushed my teeth though I caught my reflection in the mirror and saw a tired looking-face with a faint shadows under my eyes. I realised I had barely rest today. Decided to get a good long sleep. after all, I wanted to wake up fresh for the college. When dreams take shape, sleep finally took over my tired body.

When the morning arrived, the phone alarm broke my sleep

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When the morning arrived, the phone alarm broke my sleep. Through the thin curtains on the window on my left, sunlight made its way into my room. I took a moment before I got up and jumped out of bed and pulled apart the curtains.

A broad smile took birth on my lips as the sun streamed through the window, flooding my room in abundant light.

Unlike others, I was very quick with my morning chores, wasn't confused about what I was going to wear, As a matter of facts, I had already kept aside all that I was to wear-a black sleeveless top and a blue jeans and a matching shoes and a dainty watch on my left wrist.

"Alright then, I am going to catch up with my friends in college, I will see you in the evening." I said to the journal and turned to leave after the breakfast.

Then I looked at my phone and realised that I was getting late for the freshers day event in the college today, after a last-minute struggle with the door lock, with a bag hanging across the shoulders, I walked down the paved path and reached the college on time.

Someone simply patted Aurora's back near the entrance of the campus and said you've reached your goals only because of me. Reminding you that you were lost midway and you owe me drink today.

"Whatever, that's the end of the story." She replied.

As I passed by, and overheard girls in various group chatting among themselves. I smiled at a few but didn't stop to talk with anymore, moved straight to aurora.

"Hey, good morning aurora." I waved at her.

"Good morning sweetheart." She said while giving me a warm hug.

"Alan, she's Aiyana my college friend, the one you shouldn't trouble." Aurora exclaimed with a laughter.

"Friendship is such a foundation of treasures, friends who are loyal are always there to make you laugh, my gorgeous." Alan forwarded his hand towards me.

"Smart move ; I replied.

Aurora finally decided to put an end to it by adding, 'huh, anyways sweetheart this is Alan my twin brother. Someone who always had my back. We fought very rarely but he's too annoying stay away from him; she bursted into laughter.

"At least, now I'm better than her." Alan smiled at me.

We moved to the respective place where the event held today in the college for welcoming freshers. My eyes wandered all over the place, trying to recognise familiar face in an unfamiliar crowd. I finally saw him, as he turned to face me, talking on the phone with someone completely oblivious to my presence, unaware that my eyes couldn't move forward with him. He stood alone and even, from a distance, I could tell he was perfect but all changed the minute I realised he was looking at me too.

The sound of his voice sent shivers through my body, causing my heart to beat faster as a silly grin crept across my face. He said 'Excuse me?'

He looked at me curiously, his eyes searching mine for an answer.

"Hello; I said losing the sense of everything around me for the stranger I met first time in life.

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