I gaze my eyes on my son's journal. I flinch before an absurd amount of emotions come into my mind while it takes my breath away. The beautiful handwriting made it hard to believe that he wrote it. Tears ran down my cheeks and I remember the good times with him when he was just a young kid playing around in the hot and bright sun. He had amazing balance and swordsman skills as well about knowledge about many sorts of thing such as Magic, guns, planets, and many more. I cared about him more than I ever thought I would imagine. He had great imagination and great thoughts. But under those thoughts were secrets, secrets I would soon discover. Secrets that is part of his soul. Secrets that he had kept away from his very own family.
I flip the next page and begin to read.
