The Mystery

The Diary

(Ash's POV)

I reached out for the two diaries. I flipped through the first volume. It was just a diary of a regular teenager. She spoke about herself and her aunt whom she lived with. There was no mention of anybody else or her life when we were supposed to be friends. She started writing this diary when she turned 18, according to what she states.
She wrote that she is studying about aquatic animals and wants to do some research on them as she grows up. Her favorite sea creature is a starfish. It also says that swimming is her hobby.

I picked up the second volume of her diary.

Dear diary,
Today is finally the day. My aunt has decided that I am old enough (20 yrs) to live on my own. I have found a really good house where I want to live in but my aunt initially seemed reluctant to let me stay there. I am going to move in today and I am so excited. Wish me luck....

Misty

So she had recently moved in before she disappeared. Does this have something to do with her disappearance? I flipped the page and continued.

I have finally moved in and this place looks great. However, this is awfully familiar. I have unpacked most of my stuff except one box. I have always wondered what it's contents were. All I knew was that it belonged to me but for some reason my aunt had kept it away. I've never really told you this. I started living with my aunt after I was 16 but I don't remember about where I was till I turned 16. I certainly know that I wasn't adopted or in an orphanage. Anyways, I have taken up a new part-time job as a swimming coach....

Misty

She doesn't remember her childhood? Strange....
The next few pages were about her everyday life until one page which was quite shocking.The writing wasn't neat which means that her hand shook while she was writing or she was in a hurry.

Dear diary,
Today something awful happened while I was coming home. From the past few days I have had this doubt that someone was following me. I was always conscious because of that. But today, when I was walking amongst a sea of people I saw a hooded figure approaching me. I assumed it was another stranger who was probably feeling cold. However, when we crossed paths I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I clutched my stomach to feel a warm liquid oozing out. Blood....It was blood. I panicked and turned behind to look for the hooded person who was nowhere to be found. I obviously rushed to a nearby hospital and I am thankful that I am okay. But why would someone try to hurt me? I haven't done anything wrong.

Misty

'Huh? She was attacked? Why?'
I decided to continue. This is not what I thought it would be.

Someone's been following me or throwing stones at my windows from the past few days. But today morning I got a note stating that they would kill me , I don't know why? Ever since I was attacked, I have been having weird dreams about people I never knew existed but the location is my house. I had a dream about me hiding under a table, behind its cover. I saw shadows of two people arguing and a lot of sounds caused due to smashing of things. Everyday my dream gets clearer. Everyday I see something new. Everyday I wake up in middle of the night. But today, I woke up in a cold sweat. In my dream, I had heard a slicing sound. I had heard one of them falling on the floor and then I heard the falling of a metal object, probably a knife. When I woke up I was on the floor, my whole body quivering. That's when I noticed the unpacked box under my bed. I reached for it and placed it in front of me. I wondered if I should open it. I was sure that I wouldn't be able to fall asleep and who knows, I might get something interesting. I opened the box and I was shook. I found my childhood pictures, a pair of gloves stained slightly with blood, a knife covered in blood in a ziplock bag, some notes, a phone, a pendrive, two syringes out of which one seemed to be used and a little box which contained two bottles, probably of medicine. One was empty and one still had its contents. There was a little note stuck on the bottle that was full.

"Dear Misty, if you are reading this then I assume that I am already dead for years now and you must be living with your aunt or probably moved out. I am pretty sure that you've lost your childhood memories. That is because of a medicine which was given to you when you had to run away from this place. If you are living peacefully I suggest that you forget about this note and the bottle. However, if you are being attacked, which I thought may happen, take the medicine present in the bottle with the help of that unused syringe. It will help you recieve all your memories back but please don't question how.
Your sister,
Daisy"

I did not know that I had a sister or that my memories were erased. She also said that she was dead. I am just so confused right not. I think I should take the medicine. I might get some answers...

Misty.

'What?! I certainly did not expect this. Now that I think about it, I do recall something about her sister. She said that her memories were erased. Were my memories erased too?'
I flipped the page, curious to see if she had taken the medicine. But before I did that, my attention had switched to the smaller box which was present in the evidence. I opened it to find all the contents matching the description of what Misty wrote. There was only a little difference. Out of the two little bottles, one was empty and the other was half full. Both the syringes were now used. I already knew my answer...

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To be continued.
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