Disclaimer: I do not own the Jonas Brothers, in anyway. But I do own this idea completely, and I do not own any songs mentioned in this.
Warning: Rated T. This story is rated teen for precautions as serious issues may be discussed and slight sexual content/nature will be involved.
Hey girlies!
This is the other idea I've had called '21 Questions', it's complete and utter hopeless romantic. I have had this idea for a while now, and was going to try to write it with another author, but as our main "Home" was shut down (quizilla) and then changed to an extreme, we have not written anything in months. This was my original idea that I was sharing with her, so I'm going to try as best as I can to write this with only one author.
But if you'd like to help me write it, Then, I'd completely love you. LOL.
Love,
EmilyAnn.93
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I stared at the frame smiling sadly. "I don't remember this." I sighed. "Who's that boy?"
My mom only chuckled sadly. "I didn't think you'd remember that far back this soon. But his name is Nicholas Jonas, He used to be our neighbor when we lived in Texas when you were young."
"We lived in Texas?"
Fast Forward 3 Months
Dear Diary,
It had been three months since that day. I have started to remember things slowly, but surely. It's been a hard few months and it has put a huge strain on my family, watching me not know what's going on in certain situations. But in all occasions we have up-ed and moved again, back to Texas. Apparently we used to live here when I was small. At least that's what my mom just told me. It seems familiar. But I'm not sure, I guess I'll just have to wait and see.
Love,
Justice.
"Justice," laughed my brother Ari. "Seriously, if you write much more in that diary, the covers going to fall off."
"I told you, I'm going to my grave with this pen!" I laughed. Our friendship and relationship as siblings have certainly strengthened since that accident. He's always protecting me, and making sure no boys are checking me out. It annoys me sometimes, but I knew that if he didn't do that; I'd think something was wrong.
"So, are you excited to move back to Texas?" asked Mom, turning back to smile. As that happened. My heart started to race, my mind froze up. Just as I was about to say something. My head fell to my chest, and my eyes flickered letting little bits of light flash back in and out. It was happening again. Flashbacks were coming in and out from when I was younger, an image flashed through my mind of a little girl holding a sunflower, with a little boy behind her covering her eyes, a huge grin spread across her face.