You see it shining
                And you take it for granted
                      For it’s light you see



                         You see it shining
                   You may not see it again
                            Beautiful, yes


                         You see it shining
                 And you take it for granted
                        And now it is gone


                         For now it is night
                   Darkness has taken over
                     Now you miss the light


                        You sit and wonder
                 For when will it be morning
                       And the sun is rising


                       So you sit there now
                 As the morning approaches
                         Now it starts again

You hear the train horn from a few yards away. You feel yourself starting to get motion sickness. You’ve been on this train for 6 months or so now, although it’s hard to keep track. Your on your way to a far away land. Good luck, you might not make it the rest of the journey.

My mum always said don’t talk to strangers. It’s a good thing I didn’t listen to her. Then, I wouldn’t of met my life saver. This guy helped me get back to my family. I was kidnapped at age 6 and now I’m back. Thank goodness!

The aftermath of the war was awful. The year is 2024, and WWIII just ended. Iran sent 6 air strikes, and we fought a war for 4 years. America is destroyed. The only building left in the whole country is a small hospital, luckily, but it’s not big enough for all the injured people if the war.

“It has just been discovered that Leonardo Da Vinci, claimed artist of the Mona Lisa, was not the artist at all! The real painter that made the artwork was an 8 year old girl, by the name of Heather Winterwood. Da Vinci confessed to local police that he had taught little Heather, and when she outdid him with her stunning artwork, he kidnapped her, locked her in a closet, and murdered her. If you know anything on the matter, please report to the police immediately.”

That’s when I realized that they thought I was dead. I was very close to it. He starved me, and when I played dead, he started leaving me alone. One night I picked the lock and went to go get some food. That was why I survived. I’m still in this room. Tomorrow I plan to scream when the police come investigate the house. I might get to see my mother, Mona, again.

I didn’t mean to kill him. It was my instinct. He was robbing the gas station, harassing the cashier, and pointing a gun at her. I started beating him up, and he shot. It missed, thankfully, and I grabbed the gun. I shot, of course, and it hit him in the head. Just then, the cops showed up. They took it from there, and the ambulance took the shooter away. I was informed a few hours later that he didn’t make it. His family pressed charges. I’m going into questioning in a few hours. I might be put in jail until they find out what he really did. Killed my mother. Call me crazy, but 4 years ago my mother was murdered. All the evidence led up to him, a family friend at the time. The police never figured it out, but I knew. I’m glad he’s dead. I’ve avenged my mother, finally. I don’t care if they sentence me to death. At least I’ll be with my mom.

When Sandy Bradshaw left Oak Hills, she vowed never to return. I made her do it. She was the sweetest girl I know, and she wanted to escape her terrible life here. So I helped her. Her aunt came looking for her after she noticed she was not in her bed. I know Sandy hated her aunt, so I told her aunt that I didn’t know where Sandy went and that she probably ran away. She did, technically. She left to go and see Paris, she had saved enough money. Yes, I miss her, but I know that she absolutely despised her life here. She told me that after she got off the train, she would send me a letter. She was only 23 years old, I sure hope she makes it. Hopefully I’ll get a letter soon.

If my brother had not been so stubborn, none of this would have happened. On Sunday, my brother and I went to the market. Kids aren’t really allowed there so we were sneaking around. That’s when the Mayor walked in. My brother was looking at something, staring really, and I told him that we needed to go. That’s when he got stubborn. He wanted whatever it was he was looking at, and I couldn’t get him away from it. The mayor ended up seeing us right as we were leaving, and he caught us. I explained that my mother was very sick and she needed medicine, but he wouldn’t listen. He told us that we were dirty thieves, and we had to face punishment. We didn’t steal anything! I paid for everything I bought. Today we go to the town square to face punishment. It’s not going to be too crazy because we are kids. My brother really messed up this time.