Ones We Forget - Fifth Book In The TIAJNAD 2 Series!

[.Fish.]

More JF? I know your online DUN DUN DUN

[• DEFY THE CAPITOL •]

More JF? I know your online DUN DUN DUN

But not any more! I gotta go. My sister want to go on... majorly. Adios!

[.Fish.]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ok...Hasta la vista JF

[• DEFY THE CAPITOL •]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ok...Hasta la vista JF

Hola.

New entry!
















I walked outside, Jessy's lifeless body in my arms. I laid her down in the wet grass, then went and got Jenette and laid her down as well. And then I grabbed a shovel and began digging in the dirt. I dug for hours on end, deeper and deeper, until it was deep enough. I picked up Jessy, kissed her on the forehead, and then gently let her go over the hole. She fell down the hole, and then fell onto the ground almost gracefully. Then I dug another hole. I picked up Jenette's body in my arms and looked at her. It wasn't Jenette. There was still a crazed smile on her lips, and her eyes were wide open and staring dead ahead. I stared into those lifeless eyes of her's and finally turned toward the hole. I took one last look at her, and then let her go. She fell down the hole and landed at the bottom of it. As soon as she hit the ground, her smile was shaken away from the impact and her eyes slammed shut. And there, though she was dead, she looked like the old Jenette. Not the crazy-wanting-to-kill-me Jenette. I looked at her one last time, and then picked up the shovel and began putting the dirt back in the hole.
And so I buried them both. Once both of their holes were filled to the top, I picked some lavender flowers and put them on top of Jessy's grave. Then, with my finger, I wrote in the dirt her name: Jessy.
Goodbye, Jessy.
Then I picked bright pink flowers and placed them onto Jenette's grave. And then, with my finger, I wrote in the dirt her name: Jenette.
Goodbye, Jenette.
And then I stood up, took a look at their graves, and then walked away. The rain poured down hard but I barely noticed it. I thought of Jessy and how she always wanted to play Princess. I thought of Jenette and how she had taught me so much. I thought of all of the good memories I had of them. And I tucked those memories deep into my mind, so I would never forget them. So I would never forget my little sister who loved me and loved to play with me. So I would never forget my older butt-kicking sister who taught me so much.
I stopped dead in my tracks and stared ahead. For there, standing in the rain, was my worst enemy.
Having a bad day, I can see.
I looked at the Demon Queen, but instead of feeling fear I felt something different. Something that I couldn't quite determine what it was.
What do you want?
The Demon Queen smiled (yes, actually smiled [and not that creepy evil kind]).
A little bird told me that I was supposed to help you save the world.

[.Fish.]

OMW YAY DEAMON QUENN IF YOU TRY SOMETHING............................. THATS RIGHT DUN DUN DUN
I LOVE THIS ENTRY - the deaths

[incomprehensible]

WE. WANT. MOREZ. I DO NOT CARE IF IT IZ 12 AM
WE. WANT. MMMOOOOOOORRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!

[Rebel Faery]

YAYZ. Amy and the DQ save the world But... how can Jenette save the world if she's dead?

[incomprehensible]

MOREMOREMORE IMOUTOFNOMMMINGANDYOUPROVIDENOMSJFMAKEMORETIAJNAD

[Unashamed]

Woohoo!!! DQ to the rescue, now! And, I never thought of that Rebel. I forgot she was supposed to save the world, too....

[daz]

Awesome!!! Write more!!