I didn't know if I should hide or wait. He could be working for the police, or my aunt. Maybe he just wanted my address, maybe he had a crush on me, and maybe I was just going crazy. I didn't have time to think. I quickly tucked behind a bush and watched the BMW roll past. So what if her liked me, he wouldn't once he found out she was wanted by the cops! The BMW rolled past once again, dropping a paper bag with a note attached by the bush I was hiding behind. He knew I was here, I thought to myself. When I was sure the BMW wasn't coming back, I quickly got out of my hiding place behind the bushes and abruptly picked up the paper bag. As I began to run away from the forest I stopped by a 24-hour burger joint and realized I didn't bring any cash. I went in anyway and looked around. It was pretty empty, considering it was 2am. It had been only 4 hours since I had stolen the diary back from the police.
I sat on a barstool and ordered water. It was the first ordinary thing I had done in two years. I then realized it was 2am and I was wearing a blue sequined dress. Not only that, but my hair was a mess, my makeup was smeared, and I had scrapes and bruises all over my body. Not exactly ordinary. I probably looked like a freak to them. I thought, lloking around at the very few employees that were working there. I looked down at the once new dress. I had been dying to wear it and the time had finally come that night, I had been so excited! Until the police came and took the diary. Now the dress was ruined and I would never get the chance to wear it.
I looked down at the paper bag in my hand. I was afraid to open it. I could be a bomb, or a gun bugged to fire. I decided to open the not first. It seemed much safer. I was shocked at what I saw inside. It was a picture of my dad around twenty years old with another man! I was even more hocked at what the note said. The words bringing tears to my eyes. I then whispered it out loud, saying...
I sat on a barstool and ordered water. It was the first ordinary thing I had done in two years. I then realized it was 2am and I was wearing a blue sequined dress. Not only that, but my hair was a mess, my makeup was smeared, and I had scrapes and bruises all over my body. Not exactly ordinary. I probably looked like a freak to them. I thought, lloking around at the very few employees that were working there. I looked down at the once new dress. I had been dying to wear it and the time had finally come that night, I had been so excited! Until the police came and took the diary. Now the dress was ruined and I would never get the chance to wear it.
I looked down at the paper bag in my hand. I was afraid to open it. I could be a bomb, or a gun bugged to fire. I decided to open the not first. It seemed much safer. I was shocked at what I saw inside. It was a picture of my dad around twenty years old with another man! I was even more hocked at what the note said. The words bringing tears to my eyes. I then whispered it out loud, saying...