THE FORGIVEN BITE

Dear Diary

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Chapter 12

19, September 

12.45 am 

Dear Diary, 

Something awful happened today.  

Awful? 

I don't know why I wrote that. I don't know whether whatever happened was awful or not. I don't know how to describe today's incidents in few words. I don't know anything. I am so confused, blank.  

Millions of emotions are engulfing me right now. There are so many questions unanswered. Every day when I go to school, I decide to find the answers for my questions. But, when I return home, I am left with more unanswered ones. 

I can't tell anyone what I am feeling right now. Not even Ron. So here I am, opening my heart to you. You are my only companion to share my feelings, who will in time helplessly, hopelessly ditch me. I know it won't be your fault if anyone reads this. Someone's personal diary has always meant other's curiosity.  

*sigh* 

Three days passed since that accident, if it can be called as accident. I tried a lot to recall what happened with me that day. I didn't remember going to the graveyard or even passing from there, because my school and graveyard are in the opposite direction of each other. I even managed to sneak out to the graveyard, so that I could get some clue. Alas, I failed. 

I was forced into having rest for two days, which turned out to be the most boring days of my life. However, gran agreed to let me attend the school yesterday. The day was as if I was starting a fresh year. I was loaded with greetings from my friends and teachers. My locker was also flooded with 'get well soon' cards. It overwhelmed me, how much every one cared or at least showed that they care. 

Ron still remains busy with his swimming practice, but he does take out time for me. And as usual, I spend most of the classes with Steven. Steven... I have discovered a new feeling arising in me. Earlier whenever I faced him, butterflies exploded in my stomach, but now the butterflies have turned into bats. What do I call this? 

Steven looked concerned for me. I don't know, was it my hallucination or he seriously did care for me. But I didn't tell him what happened. I don't know whether I should tell him or not. Do I trust him? I know butterflies turn into bats when I see him, but still it confuses me. One time I want to be close to him, while the other time I want to run away. Now you see how many questions I have in my mind? 

In addition to that was the today's incident. It was Sandra's Keg party today. Everyone was there, I mean, EVERYONE. I am so tired today. The only thing I want to do is sleep. Whatever questions I have, I'll have to find the answers for them, I need to and I guess, it's better if some of the questions remain unanswered for the time being.  

What do I call the feeling I have for Steven? 

Why am I getting weird dreams? 

Why did Ron behave little weird today? 

Why do I feel like someone is following me? 

What happened before I was found in graveyard? 

And lastly, why did anyone burn my car? 

Yes, my car was found burned near the Sydenham Hill Woods. Shocking? I am still musing on it. 

All these questions are consuming me. I want to put all of these thoughts in the back of my mind and think of the new day. 

Good night, my diary. 

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AN : Sorry, Guys. After long, long break, I have uploaded this very short chapter. But what to do, I wanted to end it this way. I am sort of stuck with other projects and also working on creating new cover page for this story. So wish me good luck guys, so that I can finish that work fast and get back to my story. Till then enjoy reading, do let me know your views. It really encourages me to write, critiques helps me to improve and votes makes my day. 

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