Chapter 7

Friday 9:40 AM 11/7/2018

I just stared at Mrs. Aldon.

"Blossom, if you know her from your time, be quiet and pretend to be...",

En whispered quickly in my ear, but I didn't listen to her at all anymore.

"I'm sorry, I think you must have confused me with someone,"

I gave as an answer. Mrs. Aldon simply smiled, but said nothing. Why is she smiling all the time?! @#$£¡ again.

"Why is there a student in the classroom?"

I whispered to En,

"Welcome to the BISS. Unfortunately... one or two children go crazy because they can no longer go home.

"En, En, do you know exactly what happened here?"

The girl with pink hair (So really who has pink hair please? I bet coloured. Whereby Silver has silver-gray hair... also coloured? *Hope*) tapped my shoulder. I turn around.

"I'm sorry but I—",

The girl interrupted me

"Oh, sorry, I thought you were En, but you're probably the new one. En why is she wearing your clothes? And why is her head bandaged?”

The girl bombarded En with questions.

"Sakura now slow down. She fell on her head when she fell down and her clothes are not really appropriate for this year.",

En explained to the girl (forgiony), Sakura everything she asked, but she kept it to herself, that with the ghosting.

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14:30

Everything was... a bit complicated. In short: In this BISS, things are hardly going according to plan. Unfortunately, what is going according to plan here are the deaths. But what bothers you is that more deaths have taken place since I've been here. Everyone thought I was something like... a kind of curse? So I don't know exactly... En later told me that Sakura is a year among us and would be her younger sister. Both look totally different, if I speculated I would say: a common parent or even both or only one of them adopted. But that doesn't matter now. What I want to say is. Silver would actually be grown up now. If my guess is correct, the Silver is the one I know now. From the year 2265. I have to ask Silver myself because of that... whereby the Silver from 2265 should actually have lost an eye. The Silver now has, but both -\~-. I'm speculating too much here!!!!!

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Saturday 05:45 AM 8.11.2018

I was lying on the bed, looking up at the wall. We have 545. I couldn't talk to Silver yesterday. I hadn't seen him yesterday after breakfast. Today I'm going to talk to him. If I find him what I, but don't think *with full hope, fingers crossed*. In the room where I sleep, En also sleeps. Oh yes, I didn't mention it at all: En said yes my clothes were not suitable, the answer to that is simple. My clothes had a very old style, which apparently is probably inappropriate for 2018?

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9:02

"Hey, Silver. Can I talk to you for a moment?"

I called. Silver came to me.

"Yes, what's up?"

I took a deep breath and looked at him seriously.

"Tell me, what century do you come from?"

Silver looked at me stupidly and questioningly. He closed his eyes.

"Why do you want to know that?"

He asked.

“I just want to find out something, that's all. So answer me,"

I just gave of myself and looked at him with an eye.