The writer....he has been there from there from the times humans start speaking and reading. He is always there some call him a god other call him a freak. He writes the stories that are magnificent, magical, and mysterious. He writes there for everyone person. There is only one writer that lives...only one.
The writer wrote his stories of all things happy sad, scary silly. There stories make people laugh the stories can make people cry. They cause many emotions but I have never had one. I am to be the next writer the next and second one. The writer will come for me next I'll leave everything and everyone I'm a hidden figure to the world I feel nothing my life will last for a extremely long time compared to the rest I will be alone for the rest of my life. Alone, alone again...
I turn 17 this year. This year is the year I leave to be the writer I will have one assistant. I have chosen the assistant because the assistant that I have chosen meets all my needs I have for being the writer. As the writer I can not speak. Not speak because it helps me think but I will break that rule. I've never spoken before so it will be a while I speak.
I will write one more entry before I leave to the writer. My birthday is tomorrow I will leave tomorrow.
June 14, 2035
Writer..,I am leaving this world tomorrow I can't understand why I must leave completely but I will try my best because I wanna be happy. My assistant is allowed to speak so I don't have live in the complete silence in the world.
My assistants name is Rose, Rose Heart. The name is actually quite special that's why I chose her. She was very unqualified and her voice.
She was very pretty and always happy. Sometimes I think of her like she's my best friend but she never heard my voice. I love her voice so much.
I feel so dull compared to her I want her to hear my voice I'm not at happy as her but I'm still human I have some emotions I'm just a person...
"Let's see how the world turns out...please don't go little girl I cherish"