Entry Eight point Five - Apology

~~~S-sorry about stopping there Tomo, the guilt about leaving my parents all of a sudden hit me harder than I expected. *sigh*...anyway, I haven't told you the other stuff that happened to me yesterday, though I'm not sure if I can write it all because it's around 2am now...I couldn't sleep, and it took me awhile before I got myself to calm down.

Even though I might want to go back to them, I probably can't. I have no idea where I am, only that this is an island far away from...anywhere. And I don't have a boat to get out; building one is out of the question...

Come to think of it, I don't have any idea how I got here in the first place. It's like I blacked out after I saw the train in front of me, did something happen? It's so weird...

I flipped the previous pages of my journal, and noticed that there were three days that I had no idea what was going on. It couldn't be possible that I was sleeping the entire time, so...what happened?

Enough of that, I wanna talk more about the town to get my mind of it...yet my eyes are starting to droop again, I'll write as much as I can.

I met the Able Sisters today, I think I avoided the store in the first place 'cuz they already gave me some new clothes when I got here-wait, that means...someone changed me? Gah..!

Back to the topic, they said the Able Sisters were the one who got me my clothes, and I didn't thank them yet for it, so I went there yesterday. I didn't expect them to be porcupines though, and it gave me a small shock when I went in. Different kinds of clothes all in one place, I never cared much about fashion, but there were also hats, umbrellas, and other accessories. "Welcome to our store!" the blue porcupine beamed. As I remember, her name was Mable...I think. Their names are so alike I get them confused easily, though Sable doesn't talk much anyway, that's how I tell them apart. The older, brown porcupine's always at the back of the store, making some new clothes. She never seems to talk at all, unless I approach her, yet Sable would respond that I shouldn't be bothering her.

I talked more with Mable that day, though she kinda lost me at all the designs she was telling me.

*Yawn*...sorry, I feel really sleepy now. Gonna end this entry soon...


A/N : ...I think Shouta slept in the middle of writing this. Meh, I apologize it for being so short, think of it as a combination of this one and the previous chapter. That's the point of the 'eight point five' right? I promise that the next will be longer.