Light [Thank you...]

Chapter 2

August XX, XXXX
Age 6

Dear Diary,
It has already been a month since I met Austin! We've been hanging out so much that he no longer stutters! Sorta. Well I mean he does stutter sometimes but not as much as he used to. Only when he found some thing embearrassing. Did I spell that right? Oh well. I'll ask mom later. I'm really proud of myself because I thought that I wouldn't write in this diary that much. I already filled out half of a half! Papa has been more busy with work these days which makes me a bit sad. He rarly ever comes home for dinner anymore. I'm sure he will eventually come home more often again! Speaking of dinner, I'm going to ask for some food. Bye!

-Lizzie

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I had finished my snack and rushed out of the house as I realized it was nearly our meeting time.
I crossed the bridge and sat on a rock, waiting for Austin. Who would'nt wait for him? I mean, he's so sweet and nice. Unlike any boy at school, he does so many things that they don't, like waiting! I swear they're so impatient. Especially Max. He also doesn't push on a unwanted subject and never teases.
"H-hey Liz! Sorry I'm sorta late."
I had just realized that the time I had gotten lost in the clouds, he had already arrived.
"Its fine! So how are you?"
Every time we start talking to each other, we get so involved with the talk that we always loose track of time. Once again, it happened.
"It was alright I guess. How about you?"
"I'm doing great Austy! The boys at my school have been more annoying than usual though."
"How so?"
"Well. . ."
After my nearly long rant, which most of our time was taken up by, Austin had always listened, thus another reason he's the best boy I know. Other than my dad that is.
We said our good-byes once again and went our separate ways... That sounds sad. Well we said bye, that is until tomorrow.

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I reached home to hear yelling.

I became scared and decided to see where it came from, being the living room. It had stopped when I was close to the open doorframe.
My momma had been the first one to come out. She looked tired...
"Mommy, are you okay?"
She turned her body towards me and bagn to reassure me, seeming it was secretly for herself.
"Don't worry Lizzie darling. Everything is just fine trust me."
As she went on, I looked at a person, covered in a fancy white robe. Guessing he or she was the only person left in the room, I think that is who Momma fought with.
They seemed to be from the Light Kingdom for the Dark Kingdom never had many lighter colors. As they left, my eyes followed them while Momma didn't notice.
I didn't feel tense, but confused. But I don't like the vibe that person gives.
I changed the subject to talk about something happier and talked about the good things in my day. As I did so, Momma's stress seemed to go away.