Oh, but first, I just wanna say something to the future me,
HI IZAH!!! do you really have nothing better to do but read what the past you said to the future you? Wow Izah. But anyways, remember when i said you didn't want to be me, well, now you probably do. I feel awesome and hyper today, and (Best of all...) I'M GOING TO CANADA IN 5 DAYS!!! In your face, me! Yup, me iz gonna stay at our cousins' houze for a month and you can't cause you already did and you don't get to go for many months!! MUAHAHAHAHAA!!! And I know what you're thinking, yes me, I am evil to you. HAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!
Anywho... I feel good enough to write a story today, wait, hey! Don't you be reading my messages to myself! They're are only for me to read! Well, actually, I don't care if you read 'em. In fact, go ahead and read them now if you already didn't. But anyways, I'm gonna continue that old story that if you don't remember, I'm going to copy and paste EXACTLY what I wrote. All of it, even the non-story stuff:
Day... (are you ready for this?!) 4!!!!!!
Story, entry, daily thing, numba 5!
This one's not really as nonsensy as the others. Well... not yet atleast... TEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEEEE....
I would do something, if i weren't so hungry.
Last time i ate was 3 days ago, and even that was just some old food that was either a sandwich, or someone's failed science project. I live behind a dumpster in downtown Atlanta, or you could say i have no home. They're both kind of true. There are some fountains outside the aquarium, so i have something to drink atleast, unless the guard sees me and beats me until im gone. I don't get why he hates me so much. He use to give me leftover food, and now this? I tried to ask him, but then he hit me in my leg, which made me fall down, and i limped back "home".
Right now, there was a baby who's careless mother hadn't seen her crawl onto the road. There was a car coming, fast. I would try and get the poor child, but i couldn't get up. My stomach was hurting so much, it was as if it had just been blown up with a bomb and somehow still survived.
WOOSH! The car went past, just barely missing her, and of course, that's when the mother noticed her child. My mother had never been that way, but i say had, because she's long gone now. When she died, that's when the guard started hating me. I just don't get it.
I'd been living here, alone, for about 2 months. Every so often, there would be some food in the dumpster, or in another one, or someone would give me something, but one thing still confuses me. Why am i still alive? I should just die. There's nothing left to live for. If i grow up, i won't be educated, won't be able to get a job, or if i die sometime in the middle, wouldn't it be better just to die now? There use to be some kindness in my life. There was another poor family that would visit the park nearby. Poor, but they still had a home and food. I had become good friends with their oldest daughter, Alice, and sometimes they would give me any extra food that they were able to get. My mother would decline it, for their big family needed it more, but Alice would give me some anyways. One day, they were all at home, asleep, when someone, they never found out who, came in and killed them all. All 4 girls, 6 boys, and two parents. Why are there so many cruel people in this world?
Now, all there is to do is think, try and get food, and sleep. What i didn't know at that time, was that later, i would be wishing to come back to this life.
Chapter 2 (yeah... small chapters)
That night, the guard came to my dumpster, i thought he was there to beat me, or kill me, but instead he told me to come with him. I would have been afriad, but the worst he could do was, what, hit me? He did it already. Starve me? Already done. Kill me? That actually doesn't sound so bad, atleast i'd be back with my family and friends. He led me through the streets, and took me to a house. When i entered the nice, warm inside, i realized then how cold i'd been. It was January, i think. He led me to a basement and told me to sit on the ground next to 2 other children, so i did. Then he left the room. I could hear him talking to people upstairs, but i couldn't make out what he was saying. The other two kids looked similar, so i guessed they were brother and sister. I would ask, but they looked scared to death so i decided it'd be a bad idea.
Instead i tried to focus on what the people upstairs were saying.
"What about France?"
"That's the first place they'll look!"
"No, they'll know that we think that's where they'll look so they'll think that we're not going to put her there so that's the last place they'll look!"
"Now that doesn't even make sense!"
"Yes it does!"
"No! We should just try another place."
What were they talking about? And who were they anyways? Besides the cop, but what was going on?
And uhh.... I guess i should say that now it's day 5, and this will be my entry #6!
I sat there for a while, and just before i dozed off, the guard came in, and told all of us to come with him. You might think i should have ran away then. I might think that you should think less.
Anyways, we followed him this time into a truck. i was about to ask, but i hestitated for the fear of him hitting me again. While i was thinking whether or not to ask, some guys jumped out from behind us and attacked the guard and the rest. And then things got weird. All the people had these cool spy-looking objects and they started fighting with them. Some of the guys were like ninjas, and others fought like they had black belts, and others just fought using the weapons cause they had nothing else. Us, being kids, and being locked in a car (yes, they locked us in!) couldn't do anything but watch. Sooner or later, i heard glass smash, and that's when i got knocked out.
I actually wrote this yesterday, but my stupid laptop didn't save it when i clicked save! No, i didn't click cancel, it was just my laptop. Now i have to write it all again! This time it's different. I think the first time was better, but i don't remember what was in it exactly.
Anyways (GRRR, I'm still mad about that!!!) this is continuing the other story.
Sooner or later, i heard glass smash, and that's when i got knocked out.
I woke up in another basement, with the same kids, and same adults talking. Oh, and i had a huge headache. Had i dreamed it all, no, then i wouldn't have this headache. To take my minf off my head, i tried to make out what they were saying.
"She knows something, im telling you!" said someone who i didn't know
The guard, named Larry by the way, then said, "How would she know anything, she lives alone, behind a dumpster!"
"The perfect alibi! I bet you she's working for the other side!"
Who were they talking about? Was it the other kids? I lived in a dumpster, but i don't know what they're talking about, or what "the other side" is. I didn't have much time to think about it, cause then Larry came in and told me to come with him, so i said,
"Not until you tell me what's going on."
"You'll find out soon enough, just come!"
He sighed, and was quiet for a while. I thought he waas considering hitting me, which made me kinda regret saying no, but i wasn't going until i found out! Right when i thought he was going to just force me with him, he said,
"I am a spy for the CNFA, confizzle not fuzzle association. We have to hide you, because Izah, your mother was a spy too, and the other side, the ICA, it's confuzzle alliance, are after anyone that had anything to do with her. You see, she was the founder of our confizzling group, and she knew everything about it. Now their leader, Ajanta Choudhury, is trying to capture you because she thinks you know everything too, so we must hide you. "
I thought this through, he could be lying, but he seemed like he was telling the truth, but then again, all this because they can't realize that it's confizzle! But then again, my mom had always told me to say confizzle and never confuzzle, so i figured it was the truth.
(June 22nd) Chapter 4
We went on a long plane ride to UK, and when we finally got there, we went on a long car ride to somewhere all hidden and stuff. It was full of all these high-tech weapons, but nobody let me touch anything. It was annoying, especially since they were touching everything! What do they think I'm gonna do? Touch it and my touch will make it explode?!
The guy who was my "tour guide" (AKA guy who tells me boring facts until I fall asleep) said,
"This is the touch exploder. It was made for Izah, but it will work on you too. It explodes after 3 seconds of you touching it"
I guess that's a big yes.
"So if I didn't myself clear, DON'T TOUCH IT!"
"Oh really? I was about to go touch and kill us all now," I replied. How stupid do they think I am? That when I know something will explode if I touch it I'm going to go touch it?! Seriously?!
"And this over here is..." he continued, completely ignorng both my comment and my boredom. Eventually, I was allowed to sleep, after learning 52 weapons, and the whole story between the CNFA and the ICA, or as we called them, the AFCA (Ajanta's foolish confuzzle association).
I'll write the rest later, I'm going somewhere.