This is just a draft of a project I’ve written in webook.com, if you wanna know what it’s about.. look up the title or my pename “Airigami”.

Present Day, 2009

“Did you get the first-aid kit yet?!” I cried to him as my hand was rubbing my bloody knees on a 10 foot deep hole. See… I was exploring an old town called “Salem”. You know, Witches, Beginning Lives, and Wars… everyone knows that…

“Don’t worry babe, I got the savior” My boyfriend, Josh, Called out to me from the top.

I chuckled. Falling from an old house that can’t support you can be trouble. He vaulted down and uses the old bandages to cover my knee with the medicine to make it heal quicker, so now my knee was bundled with treatment and it was hard to move it now.

“We’re pretty lucky that your mom let us go to this Washington D.S. Trip, we get to explore this Old Town before they destroy this place.”

He is treating this town like it was an enthralling one; I rolled my eyes and decided to dig the dirt for the fun of it. I started to pick up the dirt and throw it behind me with Josh trying to tell me to stop digging. For some reason, I didn’t. I feel like something is under here and I need to find out what was there trying to be discovered.

“Hey Look!” I shouted accidentally

Josh shakes a bit from my yells and whispered to me, “what?”

“It’s a book!” I was able to dig out all the dirt to feel the soft fur of a cover from the grounds, I blew the dust from it to make out the words ‘ Diary of a Witch’s Friend

“Wow! That’s pretty decent! And it looks like it has been in a Salutary Status.”

He was right… It was in perfect condition. Even though, old diaries of the Colonial Times were very hard to make because of the covers, this old diary of this was pretty new! I opened it and blew the dust off once more and found a letter all folded up with some little black burns on the corner. ‘People of the Future please read this’ it said.

“Should we read the letter first then the diary?” I questioned. Josh nodded. “Let’s read it then.”

“Let’s just get out of this ditch” I laughed, then I got up from the ditch using my feet to step on pointed wood and rocks, He followed me also from the cold, and air-less hole.

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