Well, looking back at it now it’s so weird to think that this used to look so far away. That this used to be a fantasy and we’d think how much we wanted to grow up. But the truth is, we wasted half of our time wishing that we were older and from now on we’re probably going to wish we were younger. But that’s okay, it’s a game everyone plays unintentionally. Fortunately we have so much to look forward to. We have so many years ahead of us. It may suck for years but eventually it’ll get better. One day. Lastly I want to say congratulations on completing four years of hard work, and sleepless nights. You made it. We made it! Now when we’re off to college it’s going to get worse but once it’s over it’ll be worth it. My last word of advice, be hard on yourself but not too hard that it’s impossible. *everyone throws their hats in the air

I’ve always had a paralyzing fear of being forgotten. Always afraid that someone was going to forget about me and then everyone else would too. That I was just a ghost and no one cared. This fear always made me act out and do some random things. But I wanted those around me to remember me as funny. I would start dancing and showing off my skills to my family and friends. Fortunately it worked but I fortunately it was one of those fears you can’t get rid of. I’ve had to live with i for a while now but it’s gotten better.

Dear diary, Today was the best day ever. My dad came to visit me after I moved away. He has never made that effort for me and it was the most special thing. He even bought me flowers! Talk soon, Ellie. Dear diary, Today was the day my dad left. He was here for a day and a half and now he’s gone. I’m really sad but it’s okay, I’ll see him again sometime. Talk soon, Ellie. Dear diary, My mom is in the hospital. She got hit by a car and is in critical condition. This happened not even 24 hours after dad left. What happened? Talk soon, Ellie. Dear diary, Mom just died. I’m so heartbroken I can barely right. But now I have to live with dad and he lives out of state. I don’t want to move; this is my house. Talk soon, Ellie. Dear diary, A lot has happened in the last 48 hours. I moved to Alaska and now I’m living with my dad and his new girlfriend Ally. I like her a lot but I’m still grieving for my mom. We’ll see what happens. Talk soon, Ellie.

3 years later… Dear diary, It’s been 3 years but I decided to write in you today to let you know that I made it. I made it though high school and now I’m living on my own and working at a coffee shop. Dad and I still talk and he got married to Ally. Talk soon, Ellie.

It was time. Been waiting five weeks for this moment. I walked into the coffee shop and took a seat at the nearest table by the window. It was a beautiful sunny day, a little on the hotter side but perfect weather. Then I saw him. He walked in looking like a god walking though a castle. He walked so effortlessly but with purpose it made me get butterflies. I immediately stood up to greet him. “Hi Shawn, please take a seat.” I said smoothly. He shook my hand and replied, “Melanie, pleasure, thank you.” After that moment we just connected. We talked about the upcoming court case and how we were you by to handle it. Then at the end of the meeting things went weird. “Friday night, I’ll pick you up at your house at seven. Be dressed in something nice.” Then he left. I sat there speechless. Did he just ask me out? Friday came and I was putting on my nicest dress I owned. It fit me good and was a beautiful wine color. Perfect I thought. He came to the door and took me away in his arms. His butler opened my door for me and I sat down. That’s when I saw it. The letters, the photos, the girls. He wasn’t here just to take me out on a date. He was here to steal information and blackmail me. It was so unfortunate. I immediately jumped out of the car and started walking back to my apartment when he grabbed me by the arm. “Melanie, this is important, don’t back out now.” I was so confused but then I said, “you don’t get to take me on a date and then blackmail me. I’m not that dumb.”He took a step back and laughed. “You really think I’d do that?” Next thing I know is he got in the car and drove off. But little did I know he took my things and left me at my apartment with a note. Saying: you just messed with the wrong PI. Good luck and don’t die…

I took one step forward. Stopped. Took a deep breath. Looked forward and saw it. A big flat circle made of iron. The color was a pretty silver with a hint of bronze to it. Each little marking on the circle was so intricate that it could be seen from far away. I took one last good look around me and stepped into the middle of the circle. It was dark for the first few seconds then it turned bright. I closed my eyes and when I opened them I saw purple around me. A milky faded lavender color that melted into a a pretty pink. It swirled and danced and stars came into the view. Magical would be the only word to describe the moment. It was so magical. I was floating in the middle just looking. In an instant I get pulled out of this beautiful place and back into my body. I’m curled into a ball in my mothers lap. Realizing it was all just a beautiful dream.

Rosie and Curt fell hard for each other. I was Curt’s best friend but he chose her over me. I’m not too mad about it. I honestly think he’ll be coming back to me. But anyways on with the story. Rosie was Curt’s robot maid. It sounds really weird but she looked and acted just like a human being. She could walk, talk, blink, and clean. The best person or rather thing to clean. I liked her but she always gave me the creeps for some reason. Anyways, when Curt finally admitted his feelings for Rosie that’s when things went from okay to bad. He started to take her out on dates. He only thinks of her as a real person. The problem is is that they both pushed away everything and anything that was ever important. Now they’re living in Curt’s house.

“So that’s what the story is about.” Andy said to the world. Immediately people started to shout and say that they are very disappointed in her. She turned away from the microphone and walked into her van. I speak for the people as well; this is a horrible story and I don’t support it.

“No, don’t hurt her!” I yelled. Panic rushed though me like a surge or lightning. “Reveal who you are, and I’ll set her free.” Batman boomed. Oh no, no, no. I’m not supposed to reveal my identity. Grandma always said “No matter the cost. No matter the situation. Never real your identity. With or without the mask.” I don’t want to go against her but this is the woman I want to marry. I have no other choice.

“Okay, let her go first.” I say, my voice barely loud enough to not shake. “No. You might trick me.” He grabbed her tighter. “I’ll show you who I am right this second if you let her go at the same time.” I yelled back. My anger was bubbling and ready to explode. I took my hand to my face ready to pull it off any second.

I saw him slowly start to loosen his grip on her. Then I pulled off the mask and heard a gasp. She came running into my arms and I put the mask back on. Batman was stunned. “Brother?” His voice cracked. “Yes.” At that moment I took her in my arms and we flew away into the sun.

“It’s time.” Stacie said. No, no, no. What if this backfires? What if he finds me and gets revenge for me leaving? “Melissa, you gotta leave now. You are to never come back here.” She paused, “I know how much you love him. But you know it’s best for both of you and your futures to leave.” Stacie grabbed my bags and took them out to the car. I looked over my note one more time. Looking at the note made me want to cry. I want to run into his arms and make him never let go of me. But this is the consequence and now I know I will never let something this big get in the way of my relationship.

I went upstairs and tucked the note into the envelope. I made his bed for him so when he got home he could relax in his bed. Hopefully not crying but I know I will be. I put the envelope on his pillow and then closed the door.

‘Goodbye baby, I love you so much. I wish I could’ve done something to prevent this. But please, don’t come back for me. I don’t want anyone to get hurt.’ With that I walked out the door and never looked back. At that moment I made a promise to myself, ‘Never gonna let this happen again. Never again.’ I walked to my car. Gave Stacie a hug and told her I’d see her again sometime.

As I drove, I cried. It’s so hard leaving someone you love. But leaving under these circumstances is what makes it worse for both people. I promise, promise this won’t happen again. Never again.

“Pain, guilt, the feelings that are poison to the mind. It’s twisted. My lungs are aching as I can barely breathe. I feel like someone took my heart out and smashed it into a million pieces. I feel broken. I should’ve told her I loved her. Should have made sure she felt more appreciated. But she was taken away from me and I couldn’t protect her. The guilt is so hard to swallow. If only I had stayed home that night.

How can people be so cruel? What pleasure to do people get out of another one’s death and misery? She was taken too soon.”

“Local guy breaks down and reveals his feelings as his girlfriend was murdered in her own home. It’s too bad that he knew the person who did it. Just two hours after he talked to the reporters he was found dead with his best friend across from him. They both had guns in their hands and both died from one gunshot to the heart. It is believed that they had figured out what really happened and shot each other to hide the truth.

Local news at sparkle, brought to you by glitters at 20.” Clover concluded.

“That was the best fake news report I’ve ever seen! Good job Clover,” Buck said, “maybe you’ll get a raise.” “Haha, you’re funny. I’m a clover, what more can I do?”