Linrhaine

[COMPLETED] A notebook and a pen. Those were what I bought on New Year's Eve. 

And they are the only things needed for this story to unfold.

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It's the diary that's written by a young kid about his life and how he keeps on surviving in this harsh and chaotic world.

Set in alternate universe similar to earth. War timeline.

The Written Journey

Spring really has come. Flowers have been blooming, the temperature has risen, the snow has melted. You can even hear birds singing in the morning,  frogs' sound in the evening, and crickets sound when it reaches bedtime. 


It gets warmer now, so we don't need thick clothes anymore. People have stayed outside later than when it was winter, so the town is still buzzing even when the sun has set. So much different than the winter season.


But I've been feeling uneasy the past few weeks, I'm not sure why. Maybe because I've starting to smell the death smell that I used to smell. And I can hear the familiar exploding sound. It sounds so far away, but I don't know why it's making me anxious. 


It feels as if the war is nearer and nearer, and it spelled DANGER.


I don't want to scare sister, but I've been telling Joe to pack things up, just in case. Especially money. 


So as soon as things go south, we can run away. 


I told the same thing to Uncle A too, but he dismissed me and said that the war is far from here. That there is no way it'll reach here. I don't want to argue with him.


Just like right now. Somehow I heard exploding sounds again. And it's even louder than before.


Is it because I've been living with bombs and explosions as my daily intact? Because I suddenly feel like the bombs have been fa-----------------------------


April 20 : Spring