Chapter 12

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Clarence

What did I seriously do to deserve this! I mean c'mon, I break a heart and ... this?

So im held hostage. The worst part its in my own house! I know I cant call out cause nothing connects to the cellar except the door I came through. It locks from the outside so im stuck. There is nothing to amuse me so I start making a tour of the place.

I stroll through the tiny wine closet, and pass the small kitchen. I finally come into a little coat closet. I open it and find three boxes with labels.

Viv's baby pics, Darryl(My actual dad) , Clarence's child stuff. I grab the last box and haul it back to the tiny table in the living room. I open it and find lots of albums, stuff animals and dolls. Also a notebook.

I pick out the notebook and flip through. I stop at a few pages.

April 27,2007

Dear future me. Im starting this diary so you can see how my life was before you probably get rich and all...

April 30,2007

Hey future me, So here's a few of my fave things. Lets try to keep them the same ok? So fav color: PURPLE all the way! Fave food: newver had one . I would like to continue but dad is calling. Better go.

That entry intrigued me. First off purple is still my fave color.Also I STILL don't have a favorite food. But the fact that I had said 'dad' was calling me, made me sad. all those times the guy I called dad turns up as not your dad, kinda bums you out. I turn a couple of pages ahead.

May 18,2010

Future self this is terrible! So many bad news in ONE day! I just found out Taliyah  is moving in a couple of weeks! This is awful. Who can I play and talk with now?None of the other people at school like me. Sigh. Second bad news, something is happening between mom and dad. They're fighting like crazy! I must figure out whats happening and how to get Taliyah to stay. This looks like a case for Nancy Drew.

Wow. Taliyah was my best friend before Natasha and Zoe, or I don't know what to call them now. She was so kind funny and the only one to accept me. The thought of my parents fighting also makes me wonder how did I not see anything coming? And Nancy Drew. I loved her so much I used to pretend to be a detective.

I shut my diary and sit still. Finding about my past was interesting. Thinking about what I thought as a kid was pretty cool. I decided to save the rest for other days. Like a page a day.

I look through the box again and find another notebook, with a new title.:

The truth for Clarence. 

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