As I walked up the creaky wooden attic stairs I thought about what could be up there? I had no idea what it was but Something was telling me to go up to the attic. I swung open the door and I knew what it was immediately. Cold, dusty, and torn it laid. I slowly tiptoed towards it and picked it up. Is there anyone up here? I asked myself. I found myself sprinting down the creaky wooden stairs, and to the living room where it felt safe.
At once I realized I need to take control of my life. What was I thinking? Who told me to do that? Am I dreaming? "OW, CAN YOU NOT," I yelled only to find out that I pinched myself to see if I was dreaming. Since I need control I'll go to sleep then tomorrow I'll read it.
I'm the morning with no hesitation I sat up and opened to page 1 of the journal. It read:
January 1st, 1975.
Dear journal,
Hi, my names Louis.
It's a new year, and I have a new crush. I want to break with Elounor so bad but I'm scared it will break her. But all I want is him.
I stopped reading, thinking who is his crush? Is he gay? Should I keep reading?
YOU ARE READING
The journal
FanfictionA 14 year old girl named Alexis finds a journal in her strange attic. When read, she finds out about a bromance you would have never known about.
