Chapter 6

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Aug. 21, Year of the Tusk, Myth Drannor, Dungeon Entrance, 11:59 PM

Here we are at the dungeon entrance. We decided to rest here. I have no idea why I am up this late. Here I sit, writing in my journal and wondering if I will ever look upon those stas in the sky again. I look down at Kalia and Chichiri. They are sound asleep, but.....where the heck is Ivan? Oh, well. I return to my writing. Then I pause, for somewhere in the darkness, I hear the sound of a pencil writing on paper...
I stand up and walk across the chamber. My footsteps make echoes, breaking the silence around me. In the darkness, I can barely make out the form of a person, writing in a book (probably a journal). I carefully move closer, not sure whether this peson be friend or foe (Yeesh, I am such a worrywort).I could hear my heart beating faster and faster in the silence of the night. As I come closer, my vision gets clearer. It is...........Ivan...? I walked up to him.
"Ivan...?" I say in a hushed voice, barely even a whisper. He turns around, surprised.
"Sammi..." he says, "I thought I was the only one awake..."
"Well, I thought I was..." I reply, "Until I saw you over here...I didn't know you kept a journal." "Yeah," he says, "There are a lot of things you don't know about me."
"I keep a journal, too," I say.
He nods his head."Cool," he says, "Well, it's getting late, so good night, Sammi."
"Good night, Ivan," I reply as he walks away. ... ... ... ... ...Huh? I feel weird. It's like there's something deep inside of me that wasn't there before...Ugh....I shouldn't have let Kalia make sushi for dinner...She's a terrible cook...No, I'm just kidding. I don't feel like throwing up. The throw-up feeling is nasty. This feeling is...different. Why do I feel this way? It's so strange. Like I feel alone and afraid...afraid to admit something to others...to myself. But how CAN I admit it to myself if I don't know what it is....? When he said 'good night' to me, for a second I felt like I ouldn't breathe, my throat tightened up, and my legs turned to jelly. It's like part of me knows something, and my other half is too afraid to ask....too afraid...Perhaps another person in this world knows my feelings when I, myself, do not. I don't know. Before, when anything strange or disturbing happened, I could go to my big brother for help, but...now, It's like something's telling me that I can't do that...telling me this is something I must handle on my own...but can I? I don't even know my own feelings....It's like I'm afraid of them..I've never felt this way before, so it can't be something I have ever known...but that really doesn't help...I feel so lost and confused. Oh, well. I'm getting tired...I can worry about this tomorrow...

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