The Journal of Conan Edogawa
I do not own Detective Conan!
Chapter 3: Who am I?
Entry #3
I am so tired of keeping up this charade! I feel like my whole life is nothing but a big lie! I don't know what to do anymore! I actually fell asleep in school yesterday! Not that it really matters because I already learned all of that stuff 10 years ago but it was still embarrassing.
Ran took me shopping and insisted that I try on a whole bunch of kiddie clothes. She even took pictures! How long am I going to have to live this lie! It's super tiring to act like a child all the time! I wish that I could just stop. Sometimes, I get so caught up in my acting that I forget who I really am! I just want to wake up from this nightmare!
Hattori and Kazuha are visiting later this weekend. I have to admit, it's going to be nice to have someone to talk to, even if it is just Hattori. He may be a hot-head but he's pretty dependable. Not to mention a pretty good detective. He even found out who I really was! Of course, I'm still a better detective than him any day!
"Conan! Your friends are here!" He heard Ran yell from the living room. He slid the journal back underneath his mattress and sighed. He felt so worn out lately, even Ran had noticed. "Conan seems almost depressed lately. I wonder if he's okay." She had tried talking to him but he would just smile bigger, as if nothing was wrong. She decided to call Hattori to see if he could figure out what was wrong but he wouldn't be able to come down until tomorrow.
Conan ran into the living room and saw the Detective Boys waiting impatiently. "C'mon Conan!" Ayumi said cheerfully. She pulled Conan after her, which only made Mitsuhiko and Genta jealous. Haibara wore a smug smirk. Ran saw the worn-out expression on Conan's face, even though he was smiling.
Ran waved goodbye as the Detective Boys left. She hoped that playing with his friends would make Conan feel better. She noticed something red on the ground. She picked it up and saw that it was Conan's bow tie. "He must have dropped it when Ayumi dragged him after her." Ran unconsciously flipped it over and saw a few dials and what looked like a mic. "What the hell is this!?" She slowly brought it to her mouth as she spoke into it. What she heard was Shinichi's voice. "Why does Conan have something like this!? I've never seen him use it before! And why is it set to Shinichi's voice!?" Ran felt like she wanted to cry. "Who exactly are you, Conan?"
I hope you enjoyed chapter 3! I might rewrite it judging on how well I could make it work! I really kinda feel sorry for Conan for how much he has to act like somebody else! I actually cried a little writing the journal entry! Haha! Please review if you liked it or if you notice anything that doesn't seem to fit. Thanks for reading! You people are amazing!