~|Untilted ~ A Journal|~

[Rebel Faery]

Will write more....






Tomorrow!!!

[Rebel Faery]

More coming up!:

I woke with a jolt. The door was open, and bright morning sunshine filtered into the truck.
I sat up, yawning, and hurried over to the door. Rhythm and some other guards stood outside. I knew better than to escape. I sat there, breathing deeply, glad of these few moments of near-freedom.
I knew where we were; it was the small estate on the outskirts of town where Cola and Heather lived. I spotted Cola in her garden, watering her flowers with a hose (never knew she was into gardening.... ).
Lucky? What the bubbles are you doing here? What's going on?
i shrugged, unable to explain. I spotted Heather, two doors down, window wide open, staring.
Lucky! Be careful! What's going on? She saw the armed guards, and three dogs being hauled over to us from across the street. i studied them for a moment before turning back to Heather. She was gone. A moment later, just as the doors were being closed, she ran out into the street.
Aaron! Lucky! I'll find you!
The door slammed shut. We were once again in the dark, a single lightbulb suspended from the ceiling by a wire. Book flipped the switch to turn it on again, as it was just as dark as before inside.
I looked at the new arrivals. One began to talk to me. She was about my age, and looked like this: . Her words will be in orange.
Hi! I'm Jessica. And you are?
Lucky. What're you here for?
I used to be Cody's girlfriend in reception, saw him kissing another girl, broke up with him and shoved his face in a plate of Shepard's pie. I burst out laughing. I couldn't help it. The image of Cody with Shepard's pie on his face was too funny to ignore. So why're you here?
I.. er.. I kinda kicked his butt. (<-- yes, I am sooo innocent).
Jessica stared at me for a moment. I got nervous; what if she thought I was stupid? Then, to my utter amazement, she burst out laughing.
That must of been hilarious! I wish I was there!
I wish we weren't here. That was one of the other dogs who had been thrown in at the same time. here's a picture: . He will write in this colour.
Don't be so grumpy, Aaron! Live in the moment! She turned to me. That's my twin brother by the way. And over there is my sister, Josie. This is what she looks like: . Her words will be in this shade of blue. She was sat over by Cindy, chatting away to Indy. I grinned. At least the little worm wouldn't annoy me.
Hey, y'know what I just thought of? That old saying: Yesterday is history, Tomorrow is a mystery, But today is a gift, That's why it's called the present. (Ok, I got it off Kung Fu Panda. Give me a break!) (Wait, I just said that to a book... I really need to get a life... yeah...). Well yesterday seems like a thousand years ago. Tomorrow is gonna be completely unexpected, I know. And today? Today is the worst day of my life.

[Rebel Faery]

Hello, J. Do you mind if I call you that? (Wow... I really need to get a life.)
Anyway, it's been two days since we were taken, one day since we collected Jessica, Josie and Aaron (Jess and Jo.. Aaron doesn't have a nickname). Anyway, Jess has been calling me Lulu, which I love! WAY better than plain old Lucky.
Cindy's buddied off with Jo, and Book has been reading Alice in Woofland to Indy.
So this is Jess's story: She and her siblings had been at home with their dad. They'd been woken up at what I was told was 7:30 am by the soldiers. Their dad was no where to be seen. Jo was 16, and Jess and Aaron were the same age as me, 14. Aaron, as it turns out, is Heather's boyfriend. That's why she promised to find us...
I wonder, if Aaron wasn't here, would she say the same thing?
Jess taught me how to write fancy, AND every something pages in this book are plain pages, where I'll put titles for every section of my life. here's what I've called this one:
Ʋитιтℓɛ∂.
'Cause, yeah, at the moment my life IS untitled, when you think about it. Hey, remember what I put on the first page:

So I'm going to write about it in here, and hope its not as boring as hers was.

<-- New understatement of the year.
So, bye for now,
˩ʋcκʏ

[• DEFY THE CAPITOL •]

YAY! EPICNESS!

Write more when you have time!

[Rebel Faery]

Thankyou!

[Rebel Faery]

More now...

Hey, J, do you think it's normal to have voices in your head telling you they're the Easter Bunny and the Birthday Kangaroo? I don't think it is, but who knows?
I'm so hungry. I haven't eaten since around 12 o clock on Tuesday(midday, not midnight), and everybody is pretty much starving. If anybody had any food, it was swallowed in one, dry gulp. We're dying in here. Literally dying.
Cody, can we have some water? I called through the peephole we found in the door.
No.
Please. Indy looks sick.
I don't feel well. Please, give us something. I glanced pitifully at Josie, lying in the corner, her orange fur matted and dull. Mum closed her eyes and groaned.
Ok, we'll give you something! His voice was laughing. The door opened and water was chucked in from a bucket. the door slid shut, and voices laughed outside. I blinked, my whiskers dripping wet.
So what do we do now?
As if Cindy's voice had broken a barrier (probably the gateway to insanity), we all crowded around the pool, lapping it up. I gave a small, content sigh. Even if I was crazy, I had water!
We drank until we could drink no more. We all knew the water wouldn't be there in the morning, and we made the most of it.
Indy was moaning.
Mummy, I don't feel well. I think I may be sick.
Mum looked worried and led her over to the hole in the corner of the truck. You really don't wanna know what we use it for )
Anyway, Indy began to choke. She threw up bile into the hole and onto the floor below. I closed my eyes. What if we all get sick? What if it gets so bad we die? I don't want to die!
Looking around the shadowy truck, I realised how bad the situation was. Our pelts were dull and matted. We hadn't had a bite of food in days. We were ill and tired, sentenced to exile far north of all countries and kingdoms.
I realised how many of us will die.
I counted us all: Mum, Dad, Cindy, Indy, Me, Book, Jessica, Josie and Aaron. Nine of us at the start of our journey.
How many will be left at the end?


This is not part of the entry, but all originality for the Birthday Kangaroo goes to my best friend.
Oh my god, the Birthday Kangaroo's coming!

[Rebel Faery]

Just so you know, I'm changing Cody's words from this shade of green to this one.

[Rebel Faery]

Ƴ'κиσω ωнαт, вɛғσяɛ тнιƨ иɛϰт ɛитяʏ ι αм ɢσιиɢ тσ ωяιтɛ ιи тнιƨ ғσит ℓα∂ι∂α∂ι ∂α! Δи∂ иσω Ɩ ωιℓℓ тαℓκ ιи яαιивσωƨ!
And now for da entry!

J, I swear, I will eat my FOOT if I don't get anything to eat. SERIOUSLY. I am dying here. Dying of starvation, annoyingness, the smell of sick and madness. YES< BIRTHDAY KANGAROO, I AM CRAZY! STOP JUDGING ME!
See, I told you so.
Indy keeps throwing up so that she's not even throwing up anything. Wow, I just confused myself. Did you know that when you think about thinking you can't think of anything? Weird. AND DID YOU KNOW:
Old ladies bingo clubs; they bring us all closer.
And I left my pie in india.
Hey, here's that fancily:
Ɩ ℓɛғт мʏ ριɛ ιи ιи∂ια.
Yah, I'm crazy. So crazy and so annoyed, I WILL eat Indy, and my foot.
One last thing:
Hi.



Also, I left my pie in india, old ladies bingo clubs they bring us all closer and thinking about thinking are true stories that happened at school/my friend's house. You can ask if you want, I'll be happy to explain!

[Rebel Faery]

'Nother entry.

Hi, J! If you're wondering, I'm Jessica. You see, Lulu went to the bathroom hole and she left her diary journal here. AND she said 'she will write in this colour.' So I'm writing in this colour.
Indy and Jo are sick and we've made a hospital corner. They refuse to give us medicine, food or fresh air. We're dying in here. I'm really worried for my big sis. I mean, we always got along. We've never argued. I guess when our mum died, we all realised we needed each other too much. I don't know what I'll do if she dies- and it doesn't look good.
Aaron is also worried. But all he ever does is moan. And sometimes I agree. It just seems so hopeless. My motto is live in the moment, but right now, I want to go back. Back to the days when we were fine, when Mum was alive and dad was happy; back to when I fought with Aaron over who gets which chocolate bar; back to the days when Josie would read me a bedtime story and tuck me up at night. I guess that's impossible.
Oh no, Lulu just spotted me! Bye, J!
Oh my waffles, I cannot believe Jess wrote in here! Grr! Anyway, bye J! Write to you tomorrow/whenever.
~˩ʋcκʏ, иσт Ĵɛƨƨιcα

[Rebel Faery]

^new look for Lucky and below, her mum:


More coming today!
Also, I just had two teeth fall out in a week! The last tooth that I had fall out was about year ago, when we were watching Harry Potter. It was funny- dobby died and my tooth fell out!