Chapter Two

DEAR DIARY -

It is some time at night. I have been having trouble reading and staying awake. I also have not heard Mason and Isabella come home yet from the vet. I have heard very faint cries and weeps from my Mom but I can not seem to find her anywhere in the house.

Wish me luck

Wendy

BEEEP BEEEP BEEEP rings my alarm clock. I look at the clock on the wall. I  can barely make it out. All there is, is a blur of red of digital numbers. I feel like I am late for school. It must be later than 7 because, I should have been up at 5:30, school starts now. WHY IN THE WORLD DID MY MOM NOT WAKE ME UP!! Let’s go find her. I think to myself as I get out of bed. I walk to my door and feel as to fall over. I grab hold of a wall. I walk dazed, with the help of the wall, to my door and find a film on my doorway. I try to push it, but it was like punching glass. I look into the kitchen. The kitchen is right outside of my door. I see my Mom looking sad and depressed. She is sitting on a stool by the counter top. I try yelling for her. I try real hard, but nothing comes out. I try banging on the glass baryer between my Mom and I. I see her look over. I look at her red face. It looked like she has been crying for hours. I can not see her that well, but an instinct just told me that she IS my Mother. I watched as she turned away and went back to her crying. How come she did not see me? I AM RIGHT HERE I try to yell at her through the glass. I bang on the glass and get pushed back from an unknown force. I close my eyes and see the darkness of the back of my eyelids.

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