The Diary
The Diary
Love is nothing more but pain, it has killed my meaning to read fairy tales. It has become a haunting of death raging heat to my heart with a sword and wooden heart handle at the end of it. Cupid is a stupid figure who shoots nothing but heart arrows made of stone. Wow this diary found at school yesterday is amazing. It has no name nor address linked to it. Good thing Aaron bullies me and locked me into a locker that hasn't been open in years. The janitor let me out and told me that this locker belonged to a kid by the name of Robert Wilker. In 1971 he was never seen again at Becker High. He also told me that he used to be the teams mascot for Becker high and Robert was in charge of the schools newspaper. But no one really talked to him nor befriended him. I begin to grow real close to this diary being that I could relate to this Robert Wilker. I took the diary home that day and even missed the next day of school to read more. I lied to my parents claiming to be sick and the flu is going around. I felt bad to lie to them but all my life I have been an A student and never missed a day of school. I earned this, it's my time to finally relate to someone other then my dog Archie. I begin to open the diary lying in my bed with closed blinds and it read. June 17th 1971, I pray someone finds this diary and read it til the very end, and if he or she does my death will no longer be a mystery. I begin to grow butterflies in my stomach and finally a hard knock at the front door of my house scared the hell out of me. I got up and placed the diary under my pillow and walked to the door slowly looked through the peep hole and no one was there. I opened the door and stepped out the look for anyone, but no one was there I then looked down and I saw it I swallowed spit and begin to sweat it was the diary the same diary I just found. I picked it up and ran back to my bed to look under my pillow and it was still there. I grew confused and scared. Then a image of a boy appeared standing in my door way he whispered in a deep tone "Read".
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