Dear Diary

Dear Diary

08/11/2009

I saw him again. The man outside my window. I was frightened, but not in the same way as the first time I saw him. I wasn't paralyzed this time. I could still not see his face. He was standing there in the dark. Watching me...Suddenly everything went black.

I had swooned. I woke up in my bed. Anna must have found me on the floor and carried me to bed. I went to the door, it was lock from the inside. I went to the window, it was open...

It was then I figured it out. It was him who had carried me to bed that night, not Anna. He had looked after me the entire time. But who was he?

There! He stood by the trees a few meters from my window. This time I wasn't scared or frightened at all. I was calm, a peace spreads in my body. I was draw against him.

I jumped out of the window, the fresh air was nice and clean in my lungs. I could feel the ground under my feet's. It was cold, but it didn't matter. I could hear a long peeping noise from a distance. The man starch out his arm. I took his hand and we went to a bright light. While we were walking, I could see his face. He didn't have one, it was now face there. But it didn't scare me. The light made me feel calm, I was ready.

Now one saw us. It was like we were invisible.

It felt like a dream.

Finaly...

Freedom, here I come...

"We lost her... Go and inform the relative, there was nothing we could do to save her. Time of death; 15:29."

"Do we know her name?"

"Yes, Emma... Emma Williams, fourteen years old."

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The End