Day 2
You opened the journal
A few flowers, small pictures and envelopes almost flew out but you caught them, you sat down on the dusty bed and set the stuff aside as you read the journal
'January 8, 2000.
"A friend of mine gave me this journal to write my thoughts in em..I suppose it was kind of him..although I'm not sure where to start..don't really like writing down personal stuff about me since there could be grumy people who can just take this and read it..
"Yet again I'm not that interesting..I'm at the age of 15 while my older sister is 16 going to 17, people have known me as a shadow person..I'm always trying to get away from people since I can't be very talkative..but I do like playing my violin..I used my violin to sort out my emotions..I always hide this talent of mine away from people and more with my sister..unfortunately that didn't last long since a random boy popped out of nowhere behind me while I was playing..after that situation I was never able to get him off my shoulders, but I guess..some company doesn't hurt..'
The first page ended rather short..
But either way you gently picked up the pictures as it was rather slightly burned and ripped..
You found a picture of the boy and what you suppose is Willow
Willow looked nothing like the body you're stuck in right now or in that dream..
They looked elegant..almost the same as the older sister but they wore more darker clothing..their dark black hair was neatly tied into a small messy bun, their skin was light brown instead of the pale color, and their dark purple eyes still look slightly tired but it was more of a mixed of softness but serious at the same time, next to them was your guess is the boy,
He has short puffy light brown hair and pale skin. He wore a bit of childish yet casual clothing, the most that caught your eye was his bright emerald green eyes and smiling brightly..
Have you seen those kinds of eyes before?..
You looked out the window only to see the white haired boy again..
Staring right into your soul..
Almost tearing up..
He faded away
Then you heard a knock from down stairs
You jump out of bed and dashed down the stairs only to stumbled upon Belladonna talking to someone at the door, but she was to in the way to notice who it is at the door
"They are not here, now scram kid."
"A-are you sure?..can I just leave them this note then?.."
"Who's at the door?.."
Belladonna turned quickly to look at you in a state of shock
The one standing from the door was the same boy from the picture
He was quite shorter than you
You saw the worried expression quickly changing into more of a relief and excitement
"You're okay!"
"Are you ready to go?"
"I was supposed to go somewh?-"
"Yes. Yes you are, now let's go!.-"
He gently tugged your sleeve pulling you out of the house while shouting at the older sister 'I'll bring them back late afternoon!'
You both made it to the middle of the forest
He runs up to a big tree and sat down under it and patted a seat next to you
You sat next to him and looked at your surroundings it was still foggy but something about it just felt comforting like some sort of memory feeling
Are you alright?"
He gently held your bandage up hand
"What happened?"
"Oh, it was just a little accident"
He gave you a questionable look then nodded and layed down on the pale green grass and looked up at cloudy sky
And so did you
He took out a warm piece of cinnamoroll rapped in a napkin
The steam flew out as he unwrapped the napkin and held it out to you "here! I wanted to surprise you with this!"
You looked at it and smelled the sweet scent of the cinnamoroll
You looked at him "thank you but what about you? Aren't you having one as well?"
"O..oh hehe I don't need it! Besides, I don't really like cinnamon buns!" He scratch the back of his neck laughing a bit awkwardly
You felt a strong feeling in your chest
Your pain aches in..sorrow..
Your hand then moved on its own and torn the cinnamon bun in two
At the moment you felt frozen as if you weren't controlling the body anymore..
A tear streamed down the right side of the cheek
And let out the half cinnamoroll out to him
"Here..it will be the greatest gift ever if you take the other half.."
He was surprised a bit but cheerfully giggled and took the cinnamoroll out of your hand and nibbled it
"Thanks!"
They softly smiled
And patted their head
"No..thank you.."
You snapped out and felt your cheeks like a waterfall then looked down at the bun
You chewed on it
You tasted the sweet cinnamon milk melt on your tongue and the bread felt so soft as you bite into it
The pain grew bigger in your chest
"Are you okay willow?.."
You stuttered a bit in shock but quickly nodded your head
He smiled cheerfully
"That's good! Just making sure your okay!"