Sorry it took so long guys but here's chapter 3! Domo arigatou for waiting so long!
Conan sat on his mat with the diary open in his lap. One finger on the flashlight and the other on the binding. He just couldn't bring himself to open it. I mean, this was someone else's property, right?
Although….that girl was acting strange….Maybe just a peek.
He flipped the diary open to the first page, his eyes widening slightly more as they scanned the page.
Dear Diary,
Daddy got mad at me today again. I just don't understand. I mean, I understand I may not be his real daughter, but he doesn't have to…I'm just tired of being his guinea pig! Well, some kid got me in big trouble today…Shinichi something. Daddy's work is strange. They all have strange code names and dress all in black…I just don't understand…
He flipped to the next page, almost ripping it as he turned to it. He flinched. This page had both ink mixed with tears on it. The writing was smeared and written fast.
Dear Diary,
Daddy got… mad at me again. It hurts….It hurts so much. He…couldn't find him. The kid who made him angry He's so angry…He made me take something…and….it hurts. I was fourteen when I woke up this morning…but now looking in the mirror…..Oh,God! Someone…please help me
Again he flipped the page. This page had blood trickling the sides.
Dear Diary,
I'm not me anymore….not me. Daddy says he has a job for me to do. I have to find him…this kid who's ruined it all. I have to find him for Daddy. I'm desperate. Daddy cut me today. Slashed my wrists. He needed a blood sample. Because I'm not me anymore. I won't be until I find him…the kid who made dad angry…I can't even call him dad anymore. I have to call him Gin…..alcohol is stupid to me, but I don't care. Daddy is proud of me now….and he'll be happy when I find him…right? He'll stop using me for his experiments, right?
The rest of the page was not legible. Whoever the writer was had probably started crying hysterically because the writing was so smeared not even the best telescope could make that writing legible. The writer was that girl….that poor girl. Feeling guilty, he turned to the next page.
Dear Diary,
I started elementary school today. Ironic, huh? I never thought I'd live these days again. But, hey, I'm trying to enjoy it. Though, it is hard. This kid who sits next to me in class looks an awful lot like the kid I'm supposed to be looking for…Though, for some reason, I don't want to question him. My wrist is still hurting so bad….This kid…Conan. He keeps looking at me funny. Maybe he suspects something?...No….no way. I'm never going to find him…Ever…
He flipped to the next page, and it was empty. Great…he was responsible for ruining someone else's life….again. But wait; didn't she write she was Gin's daughter? He flinched. No. She wasn't his daughter. She was a test subject. Nothing more. He didn't care about this girl…no matter how much she wanted him to. Should he tell her the truth? That what she was looking for was right in front of her? But…that could get him in trouble…and Ran too…What was he going to do?
Flipping the flashlight off, he slumped down onto his mat on the floor. He sighed, and the diary slipped to the floor.
He fell asleep with his glasses on; still wondering what he was supposed to do….
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