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Journal

It was just another day in the glade...
Another day of shucking corn and plowing the ground for newt. Another day for running and mapping for Thomas and Minho. Another day of cooking and serving food for frypan. So yea a normal day,except for the fact that today is supplies day. Witch means the box comes up with its weekly supplies. This of course was newts favorite day of the week. It was his favorite day of the week because today newt gets more books!! Newts a smart guy. He knows the maze like the back of his hand, and can recite the turns by memory. He's so smart that when he talks to some of the gladers they don't understand. Witch was fine, newt liked his books more. (Side note, newt is me. Books are my only friends.)

   (Newts pov)
A loud boom went through out the glade. I smiled when it went off. I laid Down my machete  against the stump I was working out of the ground, and ran towards the box. As I ran I could feel a sharp pain go through my foot and up my spin. Ever since I jumped, things have never been the same.
I waited for the noise to stop then I pulled the heavy metal doors open with the help of gally. I jumped in even though when I hit the ground the pain in my foot would get worse.
I picked up wooden crates and handed it to someone above me, and then they carried it to the storage room. I kept doing this with the help of Minho and gally, till there was no boxes left. Then the gladers pulled all three of us out.
"Hey newt. This ones for you." Winston said from behind me. I turned around and took the crate from his hands and made my way to my room.
'Thanks Winston!" I yelled.
"No problem newt!" He yelled back as we went our separate ways.

Once I got to my room I laid the wooden box on the floor. From caring it up a flight of stairs it gave me splinters. I looked at my hands and I could see little pieces of wood sticking out of my hand. I picked them out one by one as I walked to close my door, it made a noise when it shut. Kinda like a mouse when it squeaks.
I sat on the floor and pried the top of the box open with help from a rusty knife the creators gave me. I came up with a knife in my pocket when I was a greenie. I never told anyone, didn't think it was important. And also if I showed them when I first got here I mean like really people would think I was a killer or something. Well maybe not a killer, but still.
Once the box was open I found 3 new shirts, my old ones were getting a little tight around my arms. (He got bigger muscles) a couple pair of pants and shorts, also some hair products. That was Mins, they usually run out of room in his box so they put it mine. I sigh. I grab them and walk out my room towards his room. I knock on the door and wait for him to open the door.
Witch he does, eventually.
"Hair products?!" He says happily. I sigh and nod.
"Yea. You know you don't have that much hair. Why do you need all this?" I ask.
"Well first off Sherlock, I have a lot of hair and if we every have awards in the glade I'm going to win best hair. So suck on that baby face." He says then takes the hair products. I roll my eyes and go back to my room.

I look back into the box, and I see a black leather book with big cursive gold lettering that said 'journal.' I smiled and opened it. And to my surprise all the pages were filled. I'm sure I had a puzzled look on my face. I opened it back to the first page and began to read...
Come to find out it was a journal of the one and only y/f/n. Her personal journal. It had all her thoughts and story's about her life. Some of them were funny, and some were sad. She had a hard past. She was a normal kid till the flare came, her parents died and she was all alone. She didn't know where her siblings were, or her friends. She said she wondered for about 3 months, no food, barley any water, until a man who she didn't name, found her. She described what he looked like and the way he took her in under his wing and took care of her. The man had a son and they were good friends. They eventually fell in love and were dating. She loved him dearly. They were planning to get married when they were older, but on her 16th birthday her world crumbled to the ground right before her eyes. WICKD took her love and she never saw him again.
But as I contained to read I discovered she wanted revenge on WICKD so she made a rebellion. Her and the boy's father controlled it, they saved as many kids as they could. But every time she went in she looked for the love of her life, but never found him. Eventually She found out where he was and planned to get him out...
And that was the end of the journal, I never found out what happened. Never knew if she found him, or if she even survived. But I can tell you this, I'm In love with her. Already I'm in love with her and I have no idea who she is or if she is even alive, but I love her. And what hurts the most.. I'm stuck in here and I can't even see or help her if is even is alive.
I sigh and put the journal down. I close my eyes and dream of the girl I love...

Ahhhh!!!!! I'm super proud of this!!!! I'm going to do a part two if you would like, but yea! Ahhh!!!!