Chapter five: "Gone like the Wind"

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Days passed by...
I never saw Max again...
It felt like he never even was real.
No one believe me when i told them about the day i walked into him.
But i'm not crazy! I know he was there, i even talked to him!
I hoped daisy would believe me but she didn't, she thinks it has something to do with me missing my dad and seeing things that aren't really here.

I wanted to know where he is...
Why did he leave all of the sudden?
Did something terrible happen?
These thoughts were killing me.
I kept writing "Max" in the back of my journal, every day after school, hoping that i could stop doing it one day.

There was something special about him.

Months passed by..

I took my warm grey coat and walked out the door.
My mum was worried about me, i left the house too often she said.                                                             I just liked being on my own sometimes.                                                                                                      

I walked and walked...
It all looked the same to me...
Every tree covered in snow.
No bright colours.
No flowers.

No Max...

I walked to the lake, that was only 5 minutes from my house

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I walked to the lake, that was only 5 minutes from my house.

I sat there in the snow for hours, it was so peacefull and quiet.                                                                       It was already starting to get dark outside.

I opened my diary, "Ma-" i wrote until suddenly i heard a boy's voice.

I knew within a second that i've heard that deep and sexy voice before.
I turned around and i saw him walking past a flower shop at the other side of the road.
I couldn't believe it.
He's back!
I ran as fast as i could.
Wait! Max!
He started to walk faster, so i knew he must of heard me.
HEY WAIT UP!

He didn't move

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He didn't move.

I stood behind him saying his name over and over again.
He turned around and smiled like everything was normal.
Where were you an-and what happened?

He didn't say anything, he took my journal and a pen and wrote something inside it.
"Meet me there at midnight Zoey", he smiled.                                                                                                      
He remembered my name?
I opened my diary as Max started walking away.
I looked for the page he wrote something on.
The 17th page:

Edmund street 17

What's up with the number 17?
I just had to go, but my mum couldnt know about this!
What would she think if met a boy i only talked to twice, at midnight?
She would never let me go meet him.
I was a bit scared but i wanted to know what's going on.
I trusted him.
Something about him was driving me crazy.
Crazy in a good way...

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