Vylad's POVI strolled quietly through the park of Phoenix Drop. Admiring the autumn leaves as they fell around me. Over my years of travel I've learned to not ruin beautiful moments with phones or words even. It's been around four years since I've talked actually.
I remember the night I ran away so clearly. The sky was so clear and the stars were extremely bright. As soon as I reached the park I pulled my phone out of my pocket. The screen lit up my face and a picture of my mother appeared. Tears filled my eyes and I hurled my phone at the nearest tree.
Since then no one has tried to contact me. No one tried to message me so I haven't spoken since then. During my silence I've come to terms with the fact you don't need to talk, to show your appreciation to nature.
As the sun started to set people cleared out of the park. I smiled at the emptiness, I've stayed in this park at least one week out of every month. The security guard even has brought me food sometimes. I reached the nearest bench and sat down. I pulled out my over stuffed journal, and my over worn down pencil.
"Dear Diary,
I hope this is my last night staying in the park. Since I'm hoping to visit my brothers tomorrow. Maybe they'll let me stay with them. Or at least I hope they will. It's been getting colder this time of year so I would really appreciate it. Three to four years of traveling has taught me many things. Mostly how to appreciate people and family.
Well I'm running out of space to write, so this is it for now diary. I'll have to buy another one soon, since I'm completely out of paper.
-Vylad Ro'Meave
I closed my over stuffed journal, and shoved it into my bag. The lights in the park soon shut down. The stars glistened brightly as I laid down on the bench. My eyes pondered every last constellation.
Tiredness filled my eyes as I slowly fell into sleep.
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The sun shined brightly into my eyes. It must be morning, so I better get moving. I sat up slowly and stretched out my arms. Cracking my neck I grabbed my bag and started walking to my brother's home.
I tried to tidy my disheveled hair, as I walked down the road. The small apartment building came into view, I
hope that he'll let me stay.(A/N: new book cover! Only took me around 5 hours but I like it)
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