IM BACK! Haha well, this is going to be another story except this one will be about... something else. You can guess by the content below maybe what it is, so ya. Well have a nice time reading it and I hope you like it.
Izzy POV:
Journal log 1
Right now I'm alone in a forest. In Arizona. How did I get here? Oh ya. The divorce. My mom and dad got a divorce about 6 months ago and then she became grumpy moody mom. She started yelling at me and my 3 siblings more often. Finally, after I didn't clean up my room, she told me to get out and live with my dad. He couldn't keep me so they sent me off to my family members in Arizona. I couldn't find anyone there who wanted me, so I found a nice forest with a sizable clearing and I'm camping there as I write this. I should write a good-bye letter or a will or something if I die, but right now, I heard a branch cracking. I will log more in the morning.
-Izzy
"Hello?" I asked to the darkness. Nobody answered. I decided to grab one of my most prized possessions, my swiss army knife, and keep it just in case. I noticed my firewood pile is low, so I went out to get more. After about 10 steps into the forest, I ran into a fence. 'Wonder what's on the other side.' I thought. 'Maybe help!' I thought hopefully. I started to climb over and finally, I was over the fence. I saw a note on a tree in the middle of a clearing. The tree was bigger than the others and it looked more sinister. The note said 'no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no' on it with a sketch of a tall guy in the middle. I picked it up. Suddenly, I heard drums. I felt my breathing pick up. I shook my head 'No! You can't be scared!' I mentally yelled at myself. I looked around. "Hello?" I asked again and still, no answer. I ran back to the fence and started to climb over but it was too tall. Adrenaline pumping, I climbed up a tree instead. I sat down on a fork in the branches and relaxed. 'Okay, time to get back to camp.' I thought. I walked on the branch to the other side, but I found myself 25 feet up. I am terrified of heights. 'C'mon Izzy, you've been in situations worse than this' I thought. I gritted my teeth and finally jumped. I landed, but I didn't land on the ground. I landed on a cushion. Weird. I got up and walked back to camp. Exhausted, I fell onto my sleeping bag. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.