Chapter Fourteen
December 21, 2004-sometime after lunch
Today, I am eight years-old. And this is the weirdest birthday ever. First of all, I can't see my mom, dad and siblings. The people giving me a birthday are all bad guys. I don't see why those adults celebrate with me if I can't even leave here. They think I'm just some stupid kid that they can get to do whatever they want, but I still remember papa's face during that time and what they threatened to do to mama. I promise that no matter what happens I won't forget and I'll never let those adults read what I write here. They may have gotten this for me, but I still have siblings and know how to keep a good secret and hide things really well. I know that I won't be here forever too because when I left with those grown-ups papa said, "My little one, do not forget us and know that you will never stray from our thoughts and be one who is close to our hearts." He didn't say bye-bye and he told me to always think about him and mama and everyone else so that means that we are going to see each other again. I hear footsteps now so I'll hide this for now, but when they go away I'll write what happened.
December 21, 2004-early twilight
When those oldies came in they had on these smiles that were just scary and asked those stupid questions about my dreams again. Like I'd ever tell them what I really dreamed so I just told them that I forgot it. For a second, I thought that they were gonna get really mad and hit me like the bad guys do in the movies. You know, I've never been hit before. Not even that time that I punched that guy in school for making fun of my brother. Anyways, they just put on the same phony smiles and Scarface (scariest one) said, "My dear, we know that you are very young and things like these do happen, but it has been been nearly a month since you have come here and that has been your answer each and every time. Next time try not to forget, after all you are a pretty child and it would be such a shame if something happened to that prettiness when you are so young." Now, I may only be a kid, but I've seen movies and read books. I know when someone is saying to do what they want or your going to get hurt. And anyways, out of all those oldies Scarface is the one who scares me the most. I wonder if I should lie, but I've never lied before. Mama says that lying is wrong, but what they're doing is more wrong so I guess it's okay. Right? Now I'm not to sure. I'll see what happens and then pick what to do. It's starting to get dark now and I want to read before I sleep so that's it for today.
December 22-sometime after breakfast
Today they (the bad guys) asked me that question. They were so stupid. Instead of telling them my real dream I told them that I dreamed of papa practicing with my brother. They even believed me. This just shows you what happens when you underestimate a kid. The bad part is-
Seth-kid heard footsteps from outside so he closed the diary, absently tucked it in his bag, and hid under the bed. He held his breath and waited for the footsteps to recede. After what seemed to be an eternity, but what was really only a few seconds Kid-Seth slid from under the bed. He then slipped out the door. After this happened Seth felt Josephine grab, or more like yank, his hand and push him through another vortex.
This time when they came out, Josephine landed on her feet, but Seth landed flat on his back. He gave himself a mental high-five that he did not faint like a girl this time and then faintly wondered if he was getting used to the vortex thing.He muttered a curse and then said, "If we were inside my memories how come it feels like I fell from some random place?" Josephine helped him up and then said, "Because although we were visiting your memories, I can't just pop both of our consciousnesses into your brain so I took us to a place that deals with only your lifetime." He looked at her like she was speaking Greek and then said, "Never mind. I've got enough on my mind to think about without trying to think about how your abilities work."
After this new proof, Seth sat down and looked at the events that had happened all in the span of two days. He knew that he was not in a dream because the pain that he felt was real and he had woken up on his motorcycle instead of his bed so he did not hold out hope that this was some elaborate scenario that his psyche had created from the trauma of getting into a fight. He had no choice, but to rule out the insane idea because of the proof that was shown to him not only by Josephine, but also by his own body. In the midst of his thoughts a cellphone went off and Josephine whispered a curse before saying, "Hey, I really hate to run after showing you all that, but we were there for a while so I have to head home before I get even more screwed than I already am." Seth absently nodded and wondered what the hell he was supposed to do now.
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