[geotalon]

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[rottenmutt]

Ｉ ＷＡＳ ＲＡＩＳＥＤ ＩＮ ＴＨＥ ＶＡＬＬＥＹ,
ＴＨＥＲＥ ＷＥＲＥ ＳＨＡＤＯＷＳ ＡＮＤ ＤＥＡＴＨ.

ＧＯＴ ＯＵＴ ＡＬＩＶＥ ＢＵＴ ＷＩＴＨ ＳＣＡＲＳ Ｉ ＣＡＮ'Ｔ ＦＯＲＧＥＴ.

N a m e;
Shelia.


G e n d e r;
Female.

ＷＥ ＡＬＬ ＨＡＶＥ ＯＵＲ ＨＯＲＲＯＲＳ ＡＮＤ ＯＵＲ ＤＥＭＯＮＳ ＴＯ ＦＩＧＨＴ.

ＢＵＴ ＨＯＷ ＣＡＮ Ｉ ＷＩＮ,
ＷＨＥＮ Ｉ'Ｍ ＰＡＲＡＬＹＺＥＤ?

Don't go... Journal Entry one
" I laid i the dirt. Here's a little toast to leaving me all on my own. I was all alone. I never understood why. I wish I did. One night, we had a bonfire. We were laughing, and enjoying our night out. When I sat up. Sparking flame in my cave.

Memorize, in their lies. The look in their eyes. We were laughing, and telling jokes. When out of the blue a group of Kiamara's had arrived where our fun was at. I looked around, running to m mother. She held me close. While my father attacked, my mother took my sibling, and me and ran off. While one of them followed us.

I widened my eyes. They didn't leave us. They didn't abandon us in the dirt. I was in shock, I blamed them the whole time. It wasn't them, it hadn't been them this whole time. They tried to protect us.. They didn't want to leave us. They didn't have much of a choice at this point. Keeping us alive, and sacrificing themselves..

Our mother placed me and m sibling in a hole in a tree, such as the roots. She turned and took off running before the other Kiamara came towards her. When I heard a scream. I started to cry. I had to get to her, I couldn't let her die. I head a loud roar from my father. I didn't know what to do. I was scared, and shaken. No comfort. No mother, or father.

I laid in my cave. My home. In shock and fear. I snuggled up in the corner. Me and my sibling never got along. And the swore I wasn't related to them. But I see it now, I see the truth. As tears were coming down my cheeks. I closed my eyes tightly, I didn't want to move anymore. I felt sick, and I didn't feel right anymore. What else could I do.. It was to late. Maybe if I was older, I could have saved them. But never, again.. I will never be able to free myself now. I ran out to the entrance of the cave. Looking up to the stars. Our parents now at rest up there. Their spirits above us, watching us carefully. Oh, I just can't fall asleep without you.. Don't go, I can't do this on my own.. Don't go..."

ＤＯＮ'Ｔ ＧＯ, Ｉ ＣＡＮ'Ｔ ＤＯ ＴＨＩＳ ＯＮ ＭＹ ＯＷＮ.

ＳＡＶＥ ＭＥ ＦＲＯＭ ＴＨＥ ＯＮＥＳ ＴＨＡＴ ＨＡＵＮＴ ＭＥ ＩＮ ＴＨＥ ＮＩＧＨＴ.

Ｉ ＣＡＮ'Ｔ ＬＩＶＥ ＷＩＴＨ ＭＹＳＥＬＦ,
ＳＯ ＳＴＡＹ ＷＩＴＨ ＭＥ ＴＯＮＩＧＨＴ.

Queen For a Day... Journal Entry two

"I was tired of being walked on. Treated like trash. And told I was nothing. It was ove. I wasn't going to let it happen this time. Enough is enough, its done. It surely brought me and them pain. But me a lot of fame. Wow I remember it like it was yesterday. It was a great day for me. When I burned down their lives. I ran into the school, and I took out my anger on them. I was tired of begging, pleading, and asking for mercy. It was done. I walked in school, on a mission. I went up to my bullies, and knocked them out. I started a revolution. Everybody stood up cheering. And attacked their demons, their bullies. I didn't let them walk on me again. I was told violence wasn't enough, but it was. It shaped me for who I was now. I have tried more then once with words, so I had to use my fists. Quite sorry my dear, you told me to think about it so I did. And I chose the wrong path, but it worked for me in the end. So now, i'm living like a queen. Everybody kissing me feet and worshiping me, not you, deary."

[Kawartsii]

Name:
Gender:
Journal Entry1:
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reserve <333 0w0

[chescab]

Name:

Roxanica, I have always seen it as a stunning, beautiful name. I have been teased for it though. Lots of people ask why I', not just Roxanne or Roxy and to be honest those names just aren't me. Although if you manage to become one of my most trusted friends you may call me Rox.

Gender:

female, I just couldn't imagine being a boy...

Journal Entry1:

I was listening to music on youtube, it was late at night and my family was sound asleep. I had my new pair of headphones plugged in and they sounded amazing. They seemed to have some sort of sub system in them that created a deep booming bass like thunder. They also hit high notes quick and fast never seeming even a hair off tune. I started listening to only the coolest songs. Some were older, some newer, but none from before the 2000s. I listened to lots of different bands and artists. Eminem, Pitbull, Black Eyed Peas, Justin Bieber (but only his early stuff from when he didn't act all spoiled) and lots of other songs. I looked at the time down in the bottom corner of the screen, 1:01 glared back at me. I was slightly shocked by this since I thought it was only 10 or 11 and quickly peeked out the window to see the dark gloomy street abandoned by the cars and the streetlights shining like miniature suns.

Journal Entry2: I picked up the instrument...

[huskyhiccups]

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✗Name: Adeipho (Greek - means; A brother)
✗Gender: Male ♂
✗Journal Entry #1:

{ Hi Journal!
Today is Jan. 7, 2010 and I'm really excited to go outside and play. My brother said it was gonna snow today and I've never ever seen snow before! I was told that it's cold and not fun, but you can also make things out of the snow! Like snowmen or any other creature you want, also igloos, and silly snow angels. What isn't fun about that?! So as I write this, I look outside and wait to see some snow. I wonder how much snow we will get, I hope it's a lot...wait! I think I see some snow!! Those white specks falling from the sky? Wow, It's so cool. It kind of looks like this: ❄
Well, I'm gonna go play in the snow now, bye!!
xx -Adei (Adeipho)

✗Journal Entry #2:

{ Hello again, Journal,
Today is Jan. 7th, 2014. Everyone is talking about how it's going to snow today. I really hope it does because I'm quite fond of the snow. Unfortunately I'm not here to talk about snow today in this journal entry. I want to tell you that I found out I'm gay, I just have no interest in girls at all. Although I think I'm the more dominant one in the relationship, haha. I haven't told anyone yet, but I just felt the need to get it out here before anywhere else. I really trust you, journal, you've been here for me for many years now. So I just want to say a quick thank you for always being there for me and helping me when there is no one else around. Thanks.. x
xx -Adei (Adeipho)

(p.s. it just started snowing... ♥)

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«Ki•A__Nā•me»

Iri «Geode» DeScent

«Gen•Der»

Male

«Jour•nal__En•tree__1»

“MaY 7, 2000
dEar JournaL, 2daY waz very eXcitng! i got My firSt lOng teeth in! It is very big AND verY pointy, but my Brother makes fun cuz i only has 1 riGht now. but i Don't care, i'm very pRoud and caN not wAit to uses it!”

«Jour•nal__En•tree__2»

“ March 24, 2014
Dear journal, today was another messed up day. As usual I lost my temper and got into a fight.. ma and pop and are not happy with me at all right now, but who cares. I'm not going to sit idly by and let someone make fun of me. Others just don't understand, they can't understand; just like I can't help that my moods change so often or that I can not handle large crowds and stuff like that. But what gets me is that not only do they not understand but most don't even try to sympathize. My plans to escape to the woods is almost complete, out there I don't need to worry, out there I'm at peace. Operation 'Live Free' is soon to be under way.”

[susie.]

Name
Deviaan

Gender
Female

March 15th 1998
Umm. Hello... Umm future self. How are you?... Oh geez, I don't know what to say! The teacher is making us do a 'Write your future self' project thingy and I have no flopping idea what to write. It's like they just laid it on us expecting us to know what to say. I hope your doing well. Me? I'm alright I suppose, we just moved to this new town. The people are nice! I don't have any friends though, there's this one guy that keeps calling me buck-tooth though, I told him to... Well, I'm not going to say what I told him to do but I was sent to the principals office, he doesn't bother me anymore... Serves him right. Anyway, what are you doing at this second in time?.... I'm going to guess.... Hmmmm... Reading! I was right wasn't I! Haha! I'm writing at this moment. Not sure what else to say though. Umm, well. Hehe, I have no idea what to say, I'm not much of a writer anyway. Remember when mom kept making us wear those stupid hair bun things and kept calling us by our real name... Sheryl? Well she did that today. I think she's starting to enjoy putting me in that situation... Humph it's really annoying. Well, anyway I'm starting to get tired. I'm rushing this so I can at least turn it in tomorrow for a grade. Well... Bye

March 15th 2014
After reading this I felt like I should respond, since well, I'm bored out of my mind. I'm going to say this to you, thank you. Thank you for not giving up, you know that kid that called you buck-tooth everyday until you told him to piss off. He actually had a huge crush on you and later asked you to the eight-grade dance and later to the highschool prom, you had a great time at both by the way. He was just young and stupid then. And you're still not much of a writer, but you are better at grammar. Work is kind of bad though, I keep sleeping in late and getting to work late, ticking off the manager. Hehe, whatever though, I was going to quit anyway, I'm moving soon, out of the town that you moved to in '98 I'm moving to Washington for no real reason really, I'm just going there. Hopefully it will go well. And mother still calls us Sheryl. But you changed your name to your childhood nick name. Deviaan. It's cool! And I think brother is doing well, I haven't seen him in a while. I probably should visit him soon... Last time I saw him he was in some sort of trouble with some lone sharks, I think he got out of it though. But anyway, the effort of writing has made me tired, so I'm going to stop writing now, oh! and by the way, you got a 'C' on this project, I knew she hated me.

[Chasing Dreams]

dropping out, sorry :<

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Name:
Elizabeth - Beth for short
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Gender:
Female ♀

Journal Entry 1:
Today my brother and I were playing in the snow. We wanted to build the best snow fort there ever was. Together we dug through the high snowbanks and we each built our own room and a tunnel so we could visit each other. My brother isn't the most talented snow digger, like myself. His room was small and he had to squeeze himself inside. While my room was large enough for me to sit up in. My brother normally doesn't get jealous of me, but today I guess something was wrong. He crawled through the tunnel that lead to my snow room and started to kick at it and ruin it. I told him to stop but he wouldn't. The snow collapsed on top of us and I could barely breath. Luckily my brother was strong enough to dig us out. He carried me inside and wouldn't stop apologizing. Although I really hated him for ruining my snow room, I was grateful that he was there to save me.

Journal Entry 2:
Today I say good-bye to my brother and all the memories we shared together. We all have strong bonds but sometimes they don't last. I have to move for my work. I am a marine biologist and I've wanted all my life to work at an aquarium. I've sent out multiple résumés and today, one got accepted. I've always lived close to my brother, he has been a constant sense of security in my life. But today, when I finally said good-bye, I felt like I have grown up more, and become a true independent being. I want to further pursue my studies in marine life and help the sea animals. I hope my brother doesn't miss me too much. We always have the future to spend together, and perhaps one day I hope I can show him my work. It has been a great privilege to grow up with him, but today, I move on to my own life.

[tyrell wellick]

If lost, please return to:
Shiloh
Gender identity:
Nonbinary (they/them pronouns)

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First entry
October 21, 2006

Dear journal,
the world is a scary place and I wish someone would’ve warned me.
But nah, in all seriousness, hey.

Big bro gave me this journal as my birthday present. Something about “writing helps you deal with your emotions!” or something like that, blah blah blah.

Guess I should probably say something about myself.
I’m Shiloh! S-H-I-L-O-H, not! S-H-I-L-O. That last H is important, and don’t you forget it!
I’m 13 years old. I live with my mom and dad, and my big bro.
They’re all pretty cool, I guess. Dad works a lot, and my mom stays around to look after us.
Big bro is two years older than me. He’s one of the ~*cool*~ kids in his class.
We hang out a lot though! He likes to take me on adventures. We have a forest behind our house, and we go explore there all the time.
If you go far back enough in there, there’s a creek that goes on forever! Sometimes we play in it, but not often, because mom gets mad when we come home dirty.
When we're there, I like to take home animals... Not big one! No deer or wolves or anything, but small ones! Like birds, or frogs, or bunnies.
Dad gets annoyed when I do it (he complains that I'll catch diseases and get sick...), but I need to make sure the animals stay safe. The forest is so big and scary, and they deserve to be protected.

The other day, I brought home a baby bunny with a broken leg. I've been keeping her in my room and helping her to get better. Her name is Penelope! She's been looking better since I brought her here. I think she's happy here...!

Ah...! Mom is calling me down for dinner! I better go now. (We're having burgers for dinner, mmmmm.)

I'll try my best to keep writing here. And, well, who knows? Maybe this will help me.

Regards,
Shiloh.

Last entry
March 24, 2014

Wow... Hey, journal. It's been years, hasn't it? Mom was cleaning out my room with me; I'm getting ready to leave for college! Isn't that great? But, like I was saying, we were going through my room, and found you!

I can't believe so much has changed since I picked up this journal for the first time... And I ended up writing in it pretty faithfully, too!

Hmm, where to pick up...
A year ago, big bro finally left for college. I was dreading that day so much... But it all went well, actually. There was crying and smiling when he left, of course; It was bittersweet for the whole family.
He's really happy there, and he still comes down to visit every holiday.

Don't tell him, but sometimes, I still go down to the creek, dip my paws in, and think about the fun we had. That's sappy, ain't it? Oh well.

Penelope is still happy and healthy, I'm glad to report! She's getting old, so she's slowing down a lot more, but she's still as bubbly as ever.

Oh, and that reminds me! I got accepted into college! I never would've thought I'd make it this far. I'll be studying to be a vet!
All those years of going into the forest and helping animals made me really what I want to do with my life.
On one hand, I'm scared... and VERY nervous... But, on the other, I'm so excited! It'll be a great experience. AND I'll get to do what I love most: help animals.

I already have a job lined up for me there, too. I'll be working in the campus library! Simple enough, and there's not much work to it. I get to be surrounded by books, and be in a quiet atmosphere so, hey, win-win.

Journal, you got me through a lot of rough times. Looking through all that I've written since big bro gave me this journal... I can tell I've gotten better. My life has gotten better.
Thank you for being there for me, and thank you for listening when no one else would.

Sincerely yours,
Shiloh.

[Goosecheese]

Name:
Converse
but I go by Connie

Gender:
Female

Journal Entry:
11/6/2013 (first post)
Dear journal,
Yes, I've given in to this whole girly note book thing, but don't you dare start acting like you're a diary because YOU ARE NOT! Ho, hum, look at me I'm already talking to you like you're a real person, i feel so stupid. I guess its nice to feel like you're talking to someone without having to worry about what they will say back or having them black mail me. I guess you're not so bad after all.
Lets try and re-start,
so today

Journal Entry2:
a girl called me pretty, i think im a lesbian