Dear d-jour-nevermindthatsoundsstupid,
"Ok, don't say my choice was wrong, but running sucks."
"There's never enough food, water, or 'gas' and that's like the most viable thing I need."
"Well, I do stop here and there and people are REALLY nice."
They-they remind me of my family."
"I've not been using my powers and I'm so tired and ever since I stopped at Earth, there have been people LITERALLY everywhere."
There's nowhere safe.
L-goodbye,
J-
I hear a stick crack and I freeze.
"I slowly get up and grab my knife.
"Whoever's there come out.."
I heard running, distinctly the other way from my 'camp'.
"I guess its too late to finish my journal now", I said to myself.
Jeez, I need to stop doing that. I sounded like my friend who was a 'psychopath' and talked about herself in third person.
I let myself drown in my memories, wondering if I could ever return to Elemai, if I could ever return home.
I soon rose and grabbed all ,stuff and ,my 'smaller' (it shrinks)' TAESV.
I heard another stick crack in my direction and got ready to spring away.
Then I saw a man.
He was in the sunlight and he shone like marble in the sunlight, and he had a wicked grin across his face.
He said," JESSAMINE CASSIOPEIA REDMOND, CONFIRMED LOCATION, SEND TROOPS IMMEDIATELY."
I cursed and muttered under my breath,"it's the Kladour."
I turned around and sprinted out of there until I couldn't see the stupid Kalador any longer.
The Kladour used to be good they used to watch over the planets and universes until they got bored of doing nothing all those centuries and centuries.
They became intrigued by the alien life forms and humans and began testing on aliens mercilessly until "they had gotten the answers to their unanswered questions".
I guess that they heard about Elemai, and now I survived and now they were tracking me.
This day couldn't get any worse.
I ran and ran until I couldn't run any longer and as fatigue overtook me, I fell on the purple-no-green grass of the Earth and I felt something hot and sticky run down my arm, I realized it was blood. I had cut myself on the rock next to me.
"Hooray", I mumbled, " go me. Another thing to take care of after I wake up.."
As I closed my heavy eyes, I saw a worried looking human run forwards me and I thought nothing of it. I just wanted to sleep.
I woke up in a human contraption, in a white room with something in my arm and a bandage on the other.
I tried to rip it outside I started panicking and I heard a hour beeping next to me, and a cold liquid sliding into my arm.
Next thing I knew, was that I was slipping into unconsciousness once more.
I woke up again,this time at night, I think.
Someone walked into my room and it was a human wearing a white overcoat.
The same that had been running towards me.
"You're in the hospital", he said, "I'm Dr. Martins, and you'll have to stay here a bit longer, I'm afraid." I groaned. "You are 20 pounds underweight and malnourished and that cut on your arm is infected. Do you have any parents so we can call them Jessamine?"
"How the hell do you know my name?!"
"ID and Driver's License."
"My parents are Edward Pond and Bella Pond,", I whispered the fake names and gave him a false number.
I couldn't trust anybody.
That's how long I've been running, I don't trust as easily as I did back then.
"Ok", he smiled grimly,"we'll give them a call and notify them about your condition and where you are."
As soon as he left I started to slide the needle slowly out of my arm.
I did it and I walked over to the window, my arm was sore but otherwise ok.
I opened the window and climbed out as soon as I could.
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