I notice the object was a book; this book was worn through showing it would have been used for many years, believing it was a story I turned the cover to the first page. Reading the first page I noticed it was actually a diary that my dad had written in during 1965, I rushed through the book turning each page trying ever so hard not to rip them, finally up to the last diary entry. Everything happened so fast! I feel like I'm in a never-ending nightmare, a living hell. Laura is gone, and I helped him, why did I believe him? Why didn’t I run away? Can I just go to sleep and never return to the light of day? Why couldn’t that awful night be deleted from history? It was just a normal night. Hot and sleepless, I was reading like always I was just getting to the good part of the story and then everything tumbled out once jasper came to my window. Rushing through the dead night of Corrigan. Reaching to the river bank, then heading into to the deep bush, scratches, and cuts covered my arms but that wasn’t the worst part of this night. Reaching to the destination I got asked one question do you trust
I notice the object was a book; this book was worn through showing it would have been used for many years, believing it was a story I turned the cover to the first page. Reading the first page I noticed it was actually a diary that my dad had written in during 1965, I rushed through the book turning each page trying ever so hard not to rip them, finally up to the last diary entry. Everything happened so fast! I feel like I'm in a never-ending nightmare, a living hell. Laura is gone, and I helped him, why did I believe him? Why didn’t I run away? Can I just go to sleep and never return to the light of day? Why couldn’t that awful night be deleted from history? It was just a normal night. Hot and sleepless, I was reading like always I was just getting to the good part of the story and then everything tumbled out once jasper came to my window. Rushing through the dead night of Corrigan. Reaching to the river bank, then heading into to the deep bush, scratches, and cuts covered my arms but that wasn’t the worst part of this night. Reaching to the destination I got asked one question do you trust