Dear Journal
We are on the run again. My friends woke me up, saying a lady with a stroller was following us. Although we are in the same place as before, it feels like every time I wake up, the scenery switches and, well, looks off even more.
When on the run from a strange lady, whom I had never seen before, we came to these tall buildings. The best idea we could think of was to try and hide in one, but in doing this, my friend almost got caught, so we were forced to put our agility and stamina to the test and book it to the top of the buildings. Trapped with no other option, we had to jump across to the other buildings, leading to a parkour escape.
It led to this clearing. nice, lush, mowed grass with a nice waterfall. I don't know how long we have been running, but it feels like a nice place to rest. I am exhausted.
This huge waterfall feels undiscovered since I have never seen it on any maps. Though why wouldn't it be? It's so big, it could be the next Niagara Falls. Haha.As I lay here, basking in the sun with the nice sound of the waterfall, I was left to contemplate our situation. (My friends are busy horsing around near the waterfall.) Things have always seemed really off in our house. I had close calls with a serial killer, a friend of my dad's, causing my friends and I to run from him. Don't worry; he is behind bars... I know it sounds odd, but I never really had a normal life. Strict rules of where on our property we could go, who I could talk to, and blah blah blah, but it never felt so off to the point that it was almost a different world.
I keep also thinking, with my jumbled thoughts "Why?". Like, why has my dad been strict? He also had certain sections of our house closed off and segregated from the rest. One of these places was the basement. To be fair, it always creeped me out down there, but of course I did explore on my own a few days ago. There were creepy fake skeletons and cobwebs. I got scared and left. Thinking back, however, there was also this door that was closed off and had a huge lock on it. I can't help but ponder what that was. What are my parents? WHAT COULD MY DAD BE HIDIN-
Oh no, my friend is screaming; he almost fell into the waterfall. I better go check to see if they are okay. Idiots.

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Dream world
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