*** In a distant future ***
*tring* *tring* *tring*
My remainder in the phone.
"so I guess it's time to write my diary".
If everything happens as planned , then today will be my last entry in this diary.
I just hope that everything will be set to normal.
(fingers crossed)
" Don't jinx now , Vish".
I opened my diary and started writing down
(line represent content in the dairy)
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Dear Diary ,
4th June 2160 , Hopefully today will be my last entry into this diary.
I just wish everything will be alright, otherwise I have no clue on what to do next.
"Hmmm" **sigh**
Even though it's my last day I'm not gonna say, you are my savior or something blah blah blah.
But thanks for being in my life .
Thank you ,
Dear Diary.
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There you go ,
It's done .
I guess everyone is as nervous as I am .
I can even see tears dropping from people's eyes.
Some are getting agitated due to anticipation and anxiety.
"Everything is a mess" I sighed again.
Even in this complete chaos , I'm not afraid.
Want to know why?
Because of my dairy.
Diary..... really....
Yup, it's the truth dear.
Every time I think about my dairy , I think there is nothing that can surprise me anymore.
But fate proves me wrong always.
some sort or the other " miracle" happens.
But today I really wish that the "miracle" to happen, that's the only thing I can do now. Even though I hate to depend on fate.
" Fate such an interesting concept " I always have inverse relationship with fate.
Before I never cared for it an it made me main character in this world, now I am in desperate need of it still there is no sign of it.
I sighed again.
I looked into sky to see any notice is displayed or not .
Nope , nothing .
" I guess there is still time to that miracle to happen".
Suddenly a thought crossed my mind.
why don't I read my diary. I guess it's my first time reading it completely.
That's a great idea.
Nothing to lose anyway. and just like that I opened the first page of my diary.