AN: NO MORE ENTRIES JUST HAPPENING IN REAL TIME
Well that dream was boring. I just floated around for a half hour then the dream ended. It's morning though. 9 actually. "Mary?" My mom called from downstairs. "Coming." I said back. When I reached the kitchen, I saw that Mom looked like she hasn't been sleeping well. "I think you're ready to know the truth." "Huh?" "Do you know where is your father?". I nodded. "He died in a car crash before I was born." I said, with a trace of sadness. My mom would sometimes hint that he was a kind, respectful man. "No." Mom said, turning her head to look at the ceiling. "He went missing." "What...?" I whispered.
"And the last time I saw him...." Mom continued, turning toward me with a small smile. "Was in your room." We were silent. "I know what I need to do." I said in a determined voice. Mom raised an eyebrow. "I want to find him." I said in the same tone. "B-but he's gone now..." Mom said, "But, I guess I can't change your decision." She stood up and walked away. "Uh...how am I supposed to do this?" I thought. I walked back upstairs and into my room. Finally feeling free, I jumped onto my bed and sobbed streams of tears.
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The Abyss
FantasyThis is a 1st person story written by a beginner (me) so don't expect tear-jerking scenes or something. Anyways, this story's about the life of a wacky and immature 10-year old and her weirdo life. And this is a diary type thing, so there will be e...
