Dear Diary; Its been a few years scene my half father disappeared in thin air, No one seems to have any problem with this but me, and if they do, they are sure keeping quiet about it. I have read every article and watched every news report about his story; nothing, I got nothing, they all said the same thing, "he just disappeared out of thin air." My mom said he left the country, my brother said he killed himself in a remote area and his body was never found, I say hogwash to all of this. He is still alive, and I can feel it.
The sun hit through the glass windows making the room a thousand colors, and telling me I need to finally get up. I slid my diary under the bed and, admired my glass creation, one still not done. I based each one off of the dreams I been having. One was a girl with pale as snow skin and glowing purple eyes. Another was of a group of men twenty-one in total, all of different colors shapes and sizes, twenty-six worse different shades of purple suits, four wore all black, the one on the top was a young man who was all white, even his hair and skin had the palest color you have ever seen. the last one I finished was of a boy, who looked like my friend across the scrap yard, I never, meet another sole with his blond hair and deep crimson eyes, yea it was totally my friend in a sick ass white and red suit. The last one I'm working is of me, but it doesn't look like me, this one had really short hair, wore all purple, and black, and her eyes glowed purple as well
I leaped out of bed safe the clothes I was already wearing and guessed that this was good enough. I was only planning on going to hang with Daveid. Walking out I saw my brother making lunch. I tried to walk past him but of course, he saw me.
"So remember that Jake and his father are coming over with Daveid and his brother for lunch today."
"Yhea I'm actually going over right now"
"Ok be back soon, and don't take them through the unground Entrance"
I know that he doesn't like me going because I could get myself hurt or I could get lost or sick. Of course, no matter how much I trust him I walkover avoiding eye contact with anyone and giving a few water bottles to the kids playing kick the can outside the empty lot. Then I was at the ladder to get to his place. I climbed it mumbling to myself about why they would live so far up. After a few more minutes of climbing, I got to his doorstep. I knocked and saw Daveid.
He let me in and, introduced me to jake and his dad, Mr. Jonathan. Then we chat and drank some good old AJ
"Thanks, dude I needed this," I say as I chug the bottle down
"No problem dude, I'm always happy to supply you with the liquid of the gods
"So should we get going, and head to the underground trail"
"What's that?" Jake asked
"Oh, we defiantly should go that way. BRO MISTER JONATHAN WE SHOULD GET GOING" David yelled
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The girl in the desert
Gizem / GerilimA girl grew up her whole life in this little desert community, life seems peaceful until you realize what's really going on there.
