5word challenge
chronicle, giraffe, momentum, dumpster, and loop.
I found someone's journal in a dumpster today. Not that I am the type of person to frequent dumpsters, and I most certainly wasn't dumpster diving, if that's what you're thinking. But there it was, sitting on the left-hand lid almost like someone had placed it there while tossing in their trash and then walked away, the journal forgotten. After a quick look around the immediate area to see if I could spy a likely owner, I opened the book and printed on the first page in neat, block letters was, "This is the chronicle of my life. If you are reading this, stop right here because you do not have permission to read any further!!!"
It was unsigned and since I really wanted to find out the person's identity I ignored the warning and kept reading. I read of a young girl who loved giraffes, dogs, turtles and most species of fowl. I'm sure you're wondering how I knew the author was a girl. Well, because on the second page she said, "I wonder if other girls my age have as much trouble getting any momentum going with boys as I do?"
She also loved music, art and just about anything that had anything at all to do with the creative process. I had read about twenty pages when I saw something that really threw me for a loop. At the top of the page she had written, "If you are reading this, you obviously ignored my warning in the front. Thank-you. You probably found this journal somewhere. That's because I'm in trouble. Please give it to the police. I'm going to try to..."
And that was it. No name, no address, no clues as to where she might be. I called 911. The operator thought I was playing a joke and didn't take me seriously at first. But she said the police would be along shortly. That was fifteen minutes ago. If they don't come soon, I'm going to have to start looking on my own. Someone has to.
RG...out!
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