Life's Discoveries

Chapter Seven: Day One

Today is the second day of me being “normal” once again. I figured I might as well keep a little journal to myself of what happened after it all ended. One day maybe I’ll look back on this, though I kinda doubt it considering the quality of this paper. Found an old notebook from a school year long gone under my bed. I don’t really have anything else to use, so I guess I’ll just rip the pages out of this and file them somewhere.

        So I just finished the beginnings of that book. I worked on that all day, all 18,000 words of it. At least that’s what Word told me. The reporters and press and media and interviewers all stopped knocking on the door after a few hours. My family has barely talked to me since I came back. I don’t really blame them, considering how much I’ve changed in what? The few weeks I’ve been gone?

        Back to the book, I’m not really concerned about the writing quality, I just wanna give the world a guide that tells them exactly what happened. I think that 18,000 words in one day is pretty good, but then again, it’s pretty easy describing what happened to yourself.

        Before I write anymore of these, I wanna set a rule. I’m just going to write these journals once a day, and I’m limiting myself to one page. That doesn’t leave me with much room for today, so good night.