So, this is just sort of an idea I had. Hope u like it. :)

Prologue

Dear Journal,

I waited until night fall.

I crept from my bedroom, making sure not to make a single creak or Johnathon would hear.

I walked down the marble staircase and out the wooden door.

I waited until I was far enough from the house to make a sound.

I ran ,until I reached the stables.

I would leave ,but then who would take care of my idiot brother.

I went into ,Rio's, my horse , stable house.

Well, that's what I like to call it, Johnathon thinks it's stupid.

I sat down beside Rio and took the key from my neck.

I slowly put the key in the lock, unlocking all my secrets.

I grabbed the black pen, I had stole from fathers office.

It was risky ,but I would like to see how father would actually punish me for stealing a pen.

He would probably whip me with a whip , if he found out.

Just for stealing.

Pen forgotten.

I opened up my journal.

Something I owned.

Not something, that was gave to me ,but not actually mine.

I had waited until night fall, like tonight.

I went into town.

Rule number eight.

Something that was forbidden.

I went to a tiny shop.

I had to at least be careful.

I looked around.

My eyes eventually found something that appealed to me.

This.

These few pieces of paper, with a front and a back.

Even a lock.

That if Johnathon found out

He would hopefully leave alone.

But, if he did.

Find out that is.

He would never.

He would go running to father and tell him everything.

Fear of punishment.

Father would surely kill me, if even read the first paragraph.

As, I said before, it contains every secret

I have ever been able to keep from Johnathon.

I sat the pen on the page.

Watching the ink seep through.

And slowly began to write.

Sometimes I think I am going to turn. Johnathon can be both.

He can be evil and then he can be good.

I love my brother. But, I have fear for both of us.

Fear of both of us turning.

Like father wishes us to be.

Johnathon acts around father.

Like someone he isn't.

But, he has been acting more and more evil.

Evil, is not the exact word.

More not good, I guess.

Which makes no since.

But, since I hopefully am the only one that will be able to this

it will not matter.

But, I have an unfourtante life,

so who knows

Only time can tell

Or father time,

funny isn't.

I have read books in the library,

and had recently read a book

about father time

Mother nature ,also.

I wish I was both.

But, fairy tales never come true.

Johnathon.

He was here.

Now, in the stables.

Looking for no one else but me.

I will silently put the lock in it's rightful place

Then, I will hide the key and place it around my neck

And finally I will place you somewhere,

where no one can find you.

I hope.

Wish me luck

Love,

Althea

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