episode 1- the diary
I hope you enjoy the story
The bustling halls of Crestwood central college were alive with the sounds of laughter ,chatter and the echo of lockers slamming shut.
Fl made her way out of the feeling like an outsider in the sea of excitement . As she passed a group of students laughing loudly by the lockers, Emma's friend called her
Emma Carter (fl)
Oh hi ,i didn't notice you
maya (fl's bff)
You coming to the game tonight?
Maya asked her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm
Emma hesitated glancing back at the group
Emma Carter (fl)
Oh, i don't know, i have a lot of reading to catch up on
maya (fl's bff)
You always say that! Just once, come hang out with us you might actually have fun
Emma Carter (fl)
Okay I will think about it 🙂
As she walked away, Emma felt a pang of regret. She loved Maya but often felt more comfortable with her thoughts than with large groups of people. She preferred the quiet solace of her favorite place—the school library.
Once she reached the library, Emma pushed open the heavy wooden door, a familiar creak greeting her.
Mr
Mr.thompson(librarian)
Ah, there you are, Emma. Looking for something in particular today?"
Emma Carter (fl)
"Glancing around"Just browsing. I think I’ll check out the local history section
Mr
Mr.thompson(librarian)
Good choice. Some interesting stories back there
Emma walks to the back, browsing old, dusty books. Suddenly, her eyes catch a small leather-bound diary. She pulls it from the shelf and opens it, reading the first entry.
Emma Carter (fl)
A diary i see
Emma Carter (fl)
...Alex blackwood
Emma Carter (fl)
flipping pages, reading softly "You… wanted to be an artist… but didn’t think you’d make it…" pauses "You didn’t feel like you fit in either… wow."
Emma Carter (fl)
You really knew how to express yourself… I wish I could meet someone like you.
Emma Carter (fl)
Oh no I'm gonna be late
The wind picks up outside, rattling the library windows. Emma pauses, sensing something strange in the air.
Emma Carter (fl)
"It’s just a storm, Emma. Nothing weird about that..."
Emma heads for the door, but a small flash of lightning outside casts a glow on the diary for just a moment.
Emma Carter (fl)
But maybe… maybe it’s a ...sign?
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