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 Posted: Fri May 20, 2005 8:44 pm
Finding P A R A D I S E
Welcome to a fictional journal written and maintained by Cerena with Lilithia's permission. It is not part of the Boot Camp, but something I'm doing for fun and to flesh out a story idea that I'd like to write about over the summer in a format similar to Soar*. I do hope that you enjoy reading this, and if you have any comments or suggestions, you are free to PM me.
This journal takes place from the point of view of a young girl who's just found herself in a world wildly different than her home one of Earth and one that defies logic. There are many names for this world, though the one she uses is Aliapaer -- referring to a world of dreams where anything is possible, fortunately or not.
All characters, settings, events, ect, are (c) me and are not to be used without permission. Copy and I will show up on your doorstep with a rusty chainsaw.
All posts made after this one will be in-character. Please enjoy!
what would you give for a second chance?
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2005 8:48 pm
november 3//
Dear diary -- or random scrap of paper I happened to find, I don't know how to address you anymore --
I don't know anything anymore.
I think I'm dreaming as I read this, maybe, and any moment I'll wake up and stare wildly at the ceiling, breathing hard, trying to forget the terror -- the pain -- the exhilaration --
I don't know where I am. The man who found me -- he had silver hair, who dyes their hair nowadays? it's just really bad for your hair, his looked anything but fried though, and I wish I'd stop trying to rationalize everything -- said I shouldn't be awake, even though I am thinking quite the opposite, I need to wake up now. He frowned at me, spoke to the wall I think, and then led me here to this room where I now write to you... He said something about calling my brother. Josh is here? I hope not, I have a hard enough time dealing with him when I'm awake--
I'm blonde. And I can't be, I'm brown-haired and not very pretty and I look so different now like another person and I just can't believe, but I can feel myself writing to you and I can see so clearly, but everything is so strange, there's a fountain in the corner, it dumps water directly onto the floor and the water just streams upwards and back into the fountain like a never-ending arc of things that just. cannot. be real.
I should have never gone into the woods. My mother warned me about them, I thought she was just being a b***h like always, but she told me I wasn't supposed to go in there alone, and I've been there before but there was this girl and I can't think I can't remember properly...
What happened...? What's going to happen to me? I'm so scared but I'm so excited at the same time, it's like the world ended and I feel so great...
Yours truly, Melanie
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2005 9:00 pm
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