It was just mindless reading of an old family members diary. Little did they know there was more to the small leather book they have found. Their lives are now confined to The Diary.
I regret it a lot, no one noticed it, I only saw myself, continued on my life while he didn't even have one. When we came to live in this new neighborhood, I brought his diary with me, opening it, I found it empty, just like his life...