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Okay everyone here is chapter 3
Chapter Three
Charlie's point of view
I had just finished eating, and went back to my room. I quickly went and grabbed the book that I found earlier when I was up in the attic. THUMP. I plopped myself down on my bed. I opened up to the first page and began to read.
Dear Dairy Journal,
This is not a Dairy for I am a boy, and boys do not use dairies. So I will call this book a journal. My mother and father gave this book to me so that I can write down my feelings. Even though I do not want to. My parents are concerned because I have no human friends. I love to plant though. Planting is a way to calm the mind, soul, and body. I have started to grow some trees. There is one tree that is growing much faster than the other trees. Have you ever heard of nature fairies? Many people say that they aren't real. But I know that they are real because there is no other reason for why this tree could have grown that fast. So what if I am a boy that believes ( I know that they are real so there is no just believing) in fairies. Anyone who is not blind can see that the fairies are clearly real. Any ways enough about fairies. This tree that is growing is a willow tree and has many branches. There is a calm pond near it for me to go swimming in. The tree provided me with shade on hot summer days. This tree was a great no amazing tree. I loved being able to play in the tree. It is even hidden away from everything else. I don't have to worry about anyone else finding the tree and cutting it down because it is hidden in the woods near a big blue house. This is all for now. You know what? This journal is not such a bad idea. Write later 🙂
Dean
"Wait! Dean that's the name of my dad," Charlie said. Charlie was really confused at the moment (and it doesn't take much to confuse Charlie). He thought that his dad had a normal childhood. This dairy-err-journal of his dads proved otherwise. Charlie wanted to know more, no he needed to know more. Charlie started to skim through his dad's journal. Something caught Charlie's eye. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was a map. A treasure map.
