Journal Entry #4

Dear Journal,

Forget yelling at my parents for ruining my life! I just had my first kiss with Benny! Excuse me while I mentally fake a seizure.

Back! For some twisted reason, I had fun faking a seizure. Mentally, I mean. Insert wide eyes. I didn't actually have a seizure if that's what you're thinking. Benny seemed to be in La La Land after our kiss, and not even I could snap him out of it. It wasn't until we got home did Benny came back to reality. And then I was suddenly hit by this huge ominous feeling. It scared me. Oh, well.

Well, anyway, my parents are waiting for me, so I have to stop writing before they realize what this is. They'd bring it up in a conversation that I'm becoming more femimine. That's kind of offensive, and Stephen would never let it down. Sigh. Until next time.

Love,

Alana.

P.S I never did say what my parents' names are, did I? Well, mom is Savanah and dad is Vincent. Now you know!

Nervously, Alana slammed her journal closed and locked it. She smiled weakly at her parents who stared down at her observantly. Benny, who stood next to her, cleared his throat anxiously, his hand itching to take his fiance's small hand into his much larger one.

"So, you wanted to talk to us," Benny stated casually, rolling forward on the balls of his heels," and we're here. What do you want to talk about?"

"Well, Benny, Alana, let's go inside first," Alana's mother said, looking around paranoid. "Quickly." She added when she saw the two teenagers didn't budge. Jolting at her sharp tone, Alana scrambled inside, dragging Benny with her. ] "Now that we're safe within our house. We have something to tell you, Alana."

Said girl stiffened, feeling the ominous feeling she had been smacked with increase. Benny glanced at her worriedly, taking in how her cocoa brown eyes dimmed slightly, her rose pink lips tilt downwards into a smile, and her perfectly arched eyebrows furrow into a crease at her forehead. In other words, it was the embodiment of adorable.

Feeling the tension thicken, Benny mentally scolded himself and focused on the conversation before he felt his stomach drop and Alana's heart stop in shock.

"We're not your biological parents," Vincent stated. "Your rightful parents died when you were only a month old. It was in order to protect you from a strange spirit."

"W-what? Of course you two are my biological parents! I-I mean, as long as I can remember, you two have been there! From my first birthday to present!" Alana stammered out, looking confused and distraught," This is some cruel joke! Okay, okay, you got me!"

Benny frowned as the two sighed, glancing around nervously.

"Look, Alana, sweetie," Savanah said, stepping forward cautiously.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Alana screamed, throwing herself backwards from Benny and her adopted parents. "JUST WHO ARE YOU TWO? IF YOU'RE NOT MY PARENTS, THEN WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? WHO AM I?"

Benny watched in horror as the Earth shook, pictures falling off nails, the wooden floor cracking, lights exploding, windows caved in to an invisible force and shattered. But his eyes remained on the source of the calamity: Alana. Her eyes had begun to glow a breath-taking, liquid gold. Her body was surrounded by an gray aura that demanded respect and authority.

Then, as if nothing had gone wrong, everything returned to how it was before, and Alana collapsed, unconsicous and barely breathing.