Dear Diary

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Dear Diary,

I couldn't sleep tonight. Not with Click gone. And that's why I turned. God knows what she's been and going through. I don't know what to do anymore, I can't make the others wake up and leave now. Not with all those scientists knowing where we are. We'll start fresh in the morning, maybe. It depends on how we're feeling. We've got enough food in the pantry for a good three days. 

Anyway I've decided to write to you in my spare notebook so I could have someone to talk, well write, too. I can't speak to the others because their eyes are full of sadness. Like I said, no wrote, Click's gone. I think everyone thinks as our pack as a family. Although we are'nt biologically related, well except for Solio and Mimi who - well - are, we treat each other as siblings. 

Oh my lord, I wish I could see Click. I wish I could hold her again. No-one talked on the way home, we just walked in silence. When we got inside I didn't even have to tell anyone to go to bed, they all went. I locked all the windows and doors and tucked myself into bed as well. Usually I would watch a little bit of T.V. but not tonight, tonight I was far too depressed. I tossed and turned all night so far but my eyes couldn't stay shut. I know I'm repeating myself lots here but I really can't express it any differently. This is a different kind of pain that I'm used to. Usually I have the kind that comes from when you have just broken two ribs when you've just beaten up fifteen scientists, this time I had a, kind of, throbbing pain radiating through my chest, like burning almost. I have to breath really hard to make it lower down, because it doesn't fully go away. 

That's all for now.

Bonnie xx

I overlooked my entry and then, for the first time in basically my whole life, I burst into tears. Never in my entire life have I ever been this sad. I tried hard to stop but couldn't. I tucked my legs and brought my head to my knees and let the tears stream out. 

Look, I'm not one of those guys that go to all the chick's and complain about my issues for some sympathy, I'm not even the kind of guy that goes to girls. 

But I'm having a really rough time and Click getting kidnapped, or whatever, is just making it even harder to cope. Although my pack think I'm some kind of tough, upfront kind of guy. Like I said earlier there's a lot of things that they don't know about me, and a lot of things that they don't know about our actual DNA mix. There's probably still a lot of stuff that I don't know myself but I'm absolutely certain that if they find out some of the stuff I know that all hell's gonna break loose I'm not saying it ever will but Bonnie really can't handle any more at the moment. She doesn't even know that I've been writing to you for almost a year. I just think that it's good to write stuff down because memories are important. 

Look write later

Scar

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