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Author: storm101
Fiction Rated: T - English - Supernatural - Reviews: 1 - Published: 11-18-05 - Updated: 02-15-06 - id:2051350

Saturday March 1

I got this journal for my birthday, and I’ve promised myself I will write in it at least every other day. So far, nothing much has happened. As usual, I am very, very, very bored. Why can’t holidays end sooner?!

Kendra

Sunday March 2

I rode my bike about 5 miles today, then explored in the woods. I found a grass snake, and got to scare my sister with it. It was an adorable, harmless thing, and I don’t know why she freaked out. I mean, we are twins; shouldn’t we be at least a little alike? Madeline and I have nothing in common, not in looks, and not in interests. She’s the rebellious, party-animal teenager. I predict drugs, underage drinking, maybe a baby. She is going waay down hill.

The rest of my family is just as different from me. My mom is the stereotypical house wife: blonde, beautiful, and boring!!! My father? Another blonde, he’s a stuffed shirt lawyer who’s in charge of his own firm. He demands perfection from his employees, and gets it. Unfortunately, he brings that business attitude home to us.

It’s always struck me how different I look from my family. All of them have blonde or dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. Me? I have dark red hair and brown eyes. Not exactly the prettiest thing on the block, no?

Only two more days until this stupid winter break is over with and I go to school again! I can’t wait to see Rayne.

Kendra

Monday March 4

First day back… for everyone else. I came down with a cold. Maybe I should have listened to Mother. She warned me against going wading in cold weather like this. But I love White Water, even though it isn’t rough enough. It’s way to calm for my tastes. White Water’s an misnomer; it’s really just a spring that runs down the hill. It’s barely a foot deep, unfortunately. I really wanted to find some crawfish, but apparently yesterday’s warm spell was a fake. I hate the weather this time of year. You never know when it’ll be warm or cold. I’m rambling again, aren’t I? Any way, it was only a 24-hour thing, so I finally get to see Rayne tomorrow!

Kendra

Tuesday March 5

Finally got to see my best friend, Rayne again. Apparently not much happened while I was out. Fred had to go home sick, again, and Kelsey was in stitches when Mrs. Ryan couldn’t get the microphone to work properly during assembly. Rayne missed me in metal shop, primarily because she had to partner our arch-enemy Richard.

Rayne got to go shopping yesterday with her mom, who dragged her to a pawn shop. Apparently she found a lot of cool stuff in there, especially a rocking pair of jeans. But what I think is really touching is the fact that she bought me a necklace there as a get-well present. It’s an awesome looking sword that has a jewel where the blade and hilt meet, and a snake draped around the whole thing. It’s pointing downwards, and appears really old. The sword has a wire bound hilt and a three-quarter blood channel. I have vowed to wear it constantly.

Kendra

Wednesday March 6

Something a little weird happened last night to me. I’m not going to mention this to Rayne though, because she would immediately freak out, so don’t you either. I was dreaming about my crush, who will for now remain nameless, when I felt a very sharp pain in my chest. No, not in, more on, like when you get pricked by the doctor in order to draw blood. Anyway, I looked down, and saw to little dots right next to each other, about maybe a centimeter apart. I checked in the shower this morning, and they were still there. I wasn’t exactly wearing an open shirt, so it couldn’t be a bug. Oh well, maybe I’ll be able to figure it out later.

At school this morning I ran into Michael. He’s the crush I was dreaming about. He is so cute; I swear he looks exactly like Orlando Bloom in Pirates of the Caribbean, only with green eyes, not that hazel brown. Anyway, we apologized to each other (at the same time!) and both went off to class.

Kendra

Thursday March 7

Had to take a test in geography to day. I loathe that class! I mean, he stands there and lectures, not even trying to make it interesting. I have fallen asleep about five times in his class, and he doesn’t even notice. I do think I did well on the test. I studied this time, so it was pretty easy.

I helped Mom bake cookies today. Yummy chocolate chip! They’re my favorites. At least I have something to look forward to this weekend.

Kendra

Friday March 8

Today is Friday!!! Thank goodness.

I got my geography test back. 87. Yech. Not exactly the ideal grade, but I have to admit that a B is better than other options. However, Dad will not let me phone Rayne or chat on IM until I can answer all the questions on the test correctly. This is not going to go over well. Maybe I should just hide the test.

I may not be able to get on the computer or phone, but that does not mean that I can’t ride my bike and check out the creek. Maybe I can find a newt and freak out my sister again…

Kendra

Saturday March 9

Saturday morning. The sweetest time of the week. I probably won’t be able to write much this weekend, ‘cause I’ll be studying geography. Might as well get started.

Kendra

Monday March 11

I told you I wouldn’t be able to write much!

Went back to school today. Rayne was in a surprisingly good mood. Apparently her crush, you know, Robert, finally asked her out. I knew they would eventually get together. When she told me, all I said was, “It’s about time!” She almost hit me for that. It was actually pretty funny.

Anyway, another really weird thing happened during English. We were studying metaphors, and I used a classic, black as night, and all of a sudden there was a big huge blackout all over the school. Luckily, there was a storm going on, so every one blamed it on that. But I wasn’t the only one who noticed. Rayne and I have that class together, and she looked at me rather strangely… anyway, that’s about all that happened today, so I’ll write some more tomorrow.

Kendra

Tuesday March 12

Wow, I’ve seriously been keeping up with the “writing every day” thing, huh? Anyway, nothing interesting really happened, though I lost my temper at lunch… Hello, detention. Let me tell you what happened.

Richard stole my necklace. I was showing it to Rayne, explaining that I’m never going to take it off, and he ripped it right off of my neck! I can’t believe him! He started waving it around, saying, “Hey everybody! Look what Kendra’s girlfriend gave her!” Needless to say, I lost my temper. Anyway, I snuck some ice from my drink and stuck it down the back of his shirt. While he was occupied with that, I managed to pour my grape juice on top of his head. He was wearing a white shirt, and we all know that grape juice stains…

Strange though. When I went down to get my necklace, I thought it was glowing, though with fluorescent lights it’s really hard to tell. Well, glowing or not, I’m glad I’ve got my necklace back.

Kendra

Wednesday March 13

I think I’m going crazy.

Remember how I told you how “coincidentally” The lights went out at the exact same time I said “black as night”? And how I thought the necklace was glowing yesterday?

I think I caused those things.

Why, do you ask? What could a supposedly normal girl do to a necklace to make it glow, or black out a whole school with just three words? And what in the world could make me believe that I was able to do these things?

I talked to my cat. And it talked back.

Kendra

Friday March 15

Okay, had to stop writing on a cliffhanger last time, sorry about that, but my mom came in and told me it was bedtime. I stopped writing immediately, primarily because showing someone your secret diary kinda defeats the purchase of having a secret diary…

Anyway, as I was saying, I was talking at Tituba, my black cat, (I talk to things that can’t talk back a lot) and she started meowing. However, I could understand the meowing… Okay, this is way strange. Why am I even writing about this? Right, never mentioning this again. I’m telling Rayne tomorrow, and then never mentioning it again. Thank goodness for sleepovers.

Kendra

Saturday March 16

Yes, I am geeky enough to carry a diary with me to a sleep over. I guess you’re really not a secret journal anymore, considering I showed you to Rayne, when I told her about the weird stuff that’s been happening.

She believed me.

Plus, she said stuff’s happened to her, too.

Am I the only one who thinks this is the least bit weird? I mean, I’ve been talking to cats and controlling lights with words, plus I own a necklace that doesn’t like to be away from me, and glows when it is. When I said I’ll never take it off, I didn’t mean for it to be this extreme!

I blame the necklace.

Kendra

Sunday March 17

Okay, back at home, with more information than I had, and none the worse for wear.

What’s been happening to Rayne? Well, remember when she had glasses? And she came to school without them one day and was perfectly fine? And hasn’t worn them since? Well, it wasn’t because of contacts, like I thought. And it wasn’t laser surgery. She doesn’t really know what it is or why, she just says that one morning her eyes were perfectly fine.

“Maybe your eyes just naturally fixed themselves?” I suggested.

“Fixed themselves so much that I can see through walls now?” she countered.

“I really doubt that they would do that naturally.” I said.

“Of course not!” she giggled. “They do it supernaturally!”

Okay, now I’m scared. Sometimes it’s a bad thing to have an honest hyperactive friend. But it’s rather disturbing that now she had x-ray vision or something. I mean, I’m already getting into trouble with my words, and she’s a lot more mischievous.

I wonder what’s going to happen to us now…?

Kendra

Tuesday March 19

I knew it was going to happen. I knew I would eventually out live my luck. Let me tell you what happened. And why I’m so freaked out right now.

Simple. I’m moving.

Kendra

Thursday March 21

I don’t see how my dad could do this to me! Just because he’s gotten a new job, we have to move to Tennessee! I don’t know a thing about Tennessee! I’m going to be leaving Rayne, and Michael… I’m never going to see Michael again! And he’ll forget me as soon as I’m gone. I’ve heard long-distance relationships can be romantic, but he doesn’t even know I like him! My parents just can’t do this to me! It’s not fair. I have a life here. Why in the world would Dad want to start a new business in Tennessee of all places! All that’s there is the “Country Music Capital” or some such nonsense. I don’t even like country!!!

Enough ranting. At least I get to finish out the school year…

Kendra

Saturday March 23

The weekend. But it holds no joy to me now. We finish in May. I have about two months left. Oh cruel fate! But perhaps I’m being overdramatic. At least we’re moving to another big city…

Kendra

Sunday March 24

Believe me when I say this is the worst thing that’s happened to me since I met Richard. And that was a pretty bad moment, just in itself…

We were both in first grade, and he went over to me and started talking to me. Not doing anything (yet) just talking. Then he tackles me, saying, “I like you!” and starts trying to kiss me! I ran screaming to the teacher, of course, and ever since we’ve hated each other with a passion. I don’t know how many times I’ve slapped him. Problem is, we could have been really good friends, if he just wasn’t so… forward. I really really hate him. End of story.

The only good thing about this move is the fact that I never have to see him again.

Kendra

Monday March 25

Well, after avoiding the fact on the phone all weekend, I guess it’s time to face reality. I told Rayne I was moving to Tennessee at the end of the school year today. We both cried so hard… I was really depressed for the rest of the day…

I don’t really feel like writing right now. Goodnight. Or bad-night. Depending on your point of view.

Kendra

Tuesday March 26

I think I’m in denial.

I’m not moving to Tennessee, I don’t have weird things happen to me, all of this is a dream and I’m going to wake up any minute now.

Yeah. Keep telling yourself that Kendra, keep telling yourself that.

Face facts already! This isn’t like you. So you’re moving to Tennessee, so what? Surely there’ll be something to do there, and some nice people. You could do all sorts of things, so quit crying and get a hold of yourself! So all these weird things are happening to you. Again, so what?! Isn’t this what you wanted? For life to be like one of your books? Well now it is! Guess that old saying, “Be careful what you wish for” is a little too true.

Kendra

Wednesday March 27

Yesterday’s entry was rather strange. Don’t worry, I’m not the only one who noticed that I talk to myself a lot. I was doing it while doing my math homework today, and of course Richard had to point that out. Just because I dictate what I’m doing does not mean that I am crazy, GOT IT?!

Sorry, still a little angry over how everyone laughed.

Unfortunately, he’s not the only one who thinks that I’m crazy. My nickname among the fifth graders? Crazy lady. I’m not crazy!!!

Sorry for the (again) weird entry, but I desperately needed a dose of normality right now.

Kendra

Thursday March 28

Not much to talk about today. We graduate from eighth grade in exactly two months. I leave in two months and a week. I can’t do this!!!

Kendra

Friday March 29

I’m getting way too depressed. My grades have fallen, and Rayne says I’m not myself. How can I be?

Honestly, I’m worried too.

Kendra

Saturday March 30

I have finally decided. I’m going to try as hard as I can to get my grades up. My homework grade is what’s bringing me down, so I’m going to actually start doing my homework. Wish me luck.

Kendra

Sunday March 31

Today we went to church again. I prayed for the strength I’m going to need to get through this. Hopefully it will have worked. I mean, first I find out I can control things with a word, now I discover that I’m moving? To Tennessee? Come on! I’m going to need at least one miracle to prevent me from going crazier than I already am.

Kendra



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