What was there

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11/13/2002
I'm terrified. I think this might be the end for me. The one thing I can remember right now is my mothers words, "Turn your face to the sun and all the shadows of the past will fall behind you." I wish that were true for me, but being that it's dark and I only have candles for light. I guess not everything that you hope for will happen. But I will still hold on and believe that I will see my family and friends again if I live through this.

I'm going to peak around the corner for my curiosity's sake.

I didn't see anything. It was just the same dark room as if nothing just happened. I know something is there. I just don't see it or am I going mad? Was what just happened a hallucination?
Are there other rooms? If so I hope my family is nearby.  I am going to look around. Only God knows what's out there, but here I go.
I grabbed the one of the candle lamps from the bathroom area and started to look around. I saw something large balled up in a corner. I came closer to get a better look.
Wait, it was breathing. I saw it twitch. My hands are shaking and my heart is pounding.
I step even closer. I clearly saw what it was now.
Meredith.
When I finally started to breathe again I felt relief and comfort, but also sadness knowing that now my best friend and I are in danger.
She realized it was me then stood up and we both hugged relieved to see each other again.
Meredith fell on the floor in extreme pain. She must have been carried then thrown into the room. I got her to lay down.
I asked her how she got here and she says she doesn't remember either  just something about a tall stone building, but that doesn't help.
She keeps asking me why I write in this journal so much. I told her I want to have a history of the days I'm here and maybe if somebody finds it, it will be a clue that will lead them to us.
We both wish we knew what was going on outside these stone walls.
We eventually started talking about the past.
We met in elementary school and have been best friends since. We never got into fights. The only thing we would argue about was something silly like the weather, for about two minutes.
We are true friends and real, true friends are hard to find.
At least I know I'm not alone and with someone I can trust.
As I try to fall asleep I keep imagining the worst things that could possibly happen.
Someone dying
Locked away forever
Being taken away
Meredith being taken away
Never going back home

I want to tell myself
It will be fine. Nothing bad is going to happen. Just a little while and you'll be back home.
But I know that most of the time in these situations the worst can happen.

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