"Be careful what you wish for"
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Lisa Bennett, a 16 years old girl moves into a new home with her family, oblivious to what had happened to the former resident who used to live there. However, when she finds an old diary in the attic, laying on an...
I woke up very late in the morning and I knew I was going to miss first period, but I didn't care; as long as I didn't face the laughters and gossipers of FortHill High, then I'm alright. Samuel, though, hasn't stopped knocking on the door every few minutes to check up on me and I knew he was worried about me. I didn't want to see him, I didn't want to see anyone at all, I just want to lay on my bed until everything calms down.
After a while of him walking past my door, contemplating on what to do, he slightly opened the door and peaked his head in. The light in the hallway made its way to my room, causing me to groan in annoyance at the sudden exposure. Samuel tip toed his way to my bed after closing the door shut and made his way to my side. I could barely see his face but I could see that his hair has been messed with. His heavyweight pressed on the mattress as I feel his stare on my face, his hands wrapped around mine like he used to do when I was young.
"Em, are you awake?" He asked, his voice gentle but worried. He waited for my response, but when he didn't get an answer, he sighed.
"I might not know what you're going through, but I'm here for you, you know that right? I might have been away for a long time, but I never stopped being your brother."
"I know, but I don't want to go to school. I'm pretty sure everyone knows what happened."
"You have to be strong, Em. You not going to school tells them they won. I believe this was a set up and nobody did anything to you. But, you have to find that out. You laying in bed and crying isn't going to change anything, it will be worst for your mental health."
I looked at his hands in mine, his thumb caressing my palm in a slow motion and I thought for a moment about our close relationship when I was 9. We used to be inseparable and mom used to joke around about it, but time separated us. Samuel got busy with high school and forgot about me. He was drowning in homework and exams while I was behind his closed door, wishing that he would come out of his room to be with me. Things changed and I learned it the hard way. My younger self resented him but also understood that he grew up and I was still stuck being a kid.
Looking at him now feels so weird. He changed so much and he's so different from his younger self. He matured.
"You're right..." I sighed, pulling my hand out of his grasp and untangling myself out of the heavy covers I wrapped myself in. I got out of my bed and made my way to the closed door, his eyes boring in the back of my head and I knew he was smiling.
"You've changed.." he whispered.
"Hopefully in a good way." I replied, twisting the doorknob and opening it, the light from the hallway slowly made its way in my room and I felt a pang in my head.
Suddenly, I felt like I was being teleported into another room, another time. A shadowy figure making its way to my laying body on the bed as they whisper in my ear. "I wish you left it alone, Em. We wouldn't be here then." His voice sounded familiar as it rang through my ears but I wasn't fully conscious when he spoke to me, so I couldn't identify who it was. All I know is he knew what I did.
"You okay?" I felt Samuel's hand on my shoulder, his touch pulled me out and brought me back here, back in my bedroom.
I looked at his face and he knew exactly what happened. Concern was seen all over his face as he pulled me back to bed so I can tell him exactly what I remembered that night. It was vague and I could barely explain in detail without stopping every few minutes to remember, but Samuel understood what I meant and he didn't look too pleased at the revelation.
"This is a huge step, Em. Now, you know their voice and you are familiar with this person. This makes it easier for you to find who did this."
"You're right. I feel better knowing even if it was just a glimpse. Thanks, Samuel. Now, I have to go get ready." I got up from my bed and made my way to the door, but I noticed Samuel still sitting on my bed, his face pensive and I knew he was still thinking about what I said. I left him there to wonder as I made my way to the bathroom to wash up.
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Samuel parked in front of the entrance with the car still running. We left home around 10:30 Am and I knew I was going to get in trouble for coming in late but frankly, I did not care which I thought was odd since I care a lot about my grades. I think the whole feud between me and Sarah and the incident at the party changed me a whole lot. I unbuckled my seatbelt and went to grab my backpack on the floor of the car.
"Em, remember everything will be alright. If you need anything, call me. If you want to end the school day earlier than usual, call me and I'll pick you up." He smiled as he said it. I nodded at him without saying a word before opening the door and making my way to the entrance. I felt my stomach churning as if all the food that Samuel made for me this morning, even though it was bland, was about to make its way up my throat. My sweaty palm grabbed the door handle as I pulled it opened, revealing an empty hallway. What did I expect? It's second period. Nobody's roaming the hallways unless they're either skipping or late like me.
I made my way to my locker, passing the classrooms filled with students listening to the teacher talk and it felt eerie just being the only one in the hallway but at the same time, I felt relieved. I finally made it to my locker without any problems. I open it after putting in my code and I felt someone eyes on me as I shove my backpack in the small space. I hurriedly grab my books as I hear two pairs of shoes making its way to me.
"Hey, Em! I wish I had the guts like you to come to school as if nothing happened."
