Saturday, February 20, 2016
Dear Diary,
When I returned home from school to my Grandpa's place. I noticed that the door to the basement was open. It was never open! Grandpa always forbid me from going there. But he promised me ice-cream today. I didn't know where he was!
I entered the basement and found him talking to the bookshelf. I came closer, I realized that he was actually talking to an open door. I'm not sure what he had in there but it sure was bright!
As I came even closer, he yelled at me.
"Go away!" His voice was like glass shattering in a quiet restaurant. And afterwards, I realized the commotion that was there. Voices taunted Grandpa, all suggesting the same deal.
"We'll let you go free if we get the girl."
"It's a life for a life. The girl or you."
"She's much more pure. Innocent."
"Let us have her, you'll be free."
"What idiot gives away his life for another?"
I was shaking. I hoped that Grandpa wouldn't let them have me. But, I saw Grandpa nod his head and the bright white mist in the closet leaped out, rushing at me! But then a boy who seemed to be around 17 years old stepped in front of them.
"I claim her." He said, "You all have many human servants to clean up your large estates. I have only a wolf and a snake. I claim her."
Honestly, I was almost more scared of him than the others, because you have to be a bigger monster to scare away other monsters. Also, all older kids are scary!
The white mist began to mutter amongst themselves before slowly dissipating into nothing. When I looked around, it was just me, the 17-year-old and my Grandpa. The 17-year-old looked at my Grandpa and Grandpa started scrambling up the stairs to escape.
Then the boy looked at me and I noticed that his eyes are really blue! Really blue and really pretty! Without smiling, he walked over to me and picked me up, cradling me against his black T-shirt. I couldn't see anything except for his T-shirt! The wind picked up and I could feel goosebumps appear on my skin. My blond hair whipped around and I'm pretty sure it must've hit his face once or twice. When the wind calmed down, he dropped me.
I hit the floor on my back and it hurt for a long time. I crawled up and looked around. We were in a prison. There were bars on one side and grey wall on the others. I was scared. Then, he made a notebook appear out of nowhere and handed it to me.
"You will write in this every day to keep track of time and how long you've been here. Today is Saturday, February 20, 2016. Get started." With that he vanished and I immediately started copying down the date. And there! I'm done with today's diary!
Now, I just have to sit here.
Sincerely,
Jenny
Question: If you had the choice to give up your life or someone else's, whose life would you give up?