She whispered,
Dear Diary,
It
feels quite exciting. I am giddy. I have my own diary and guess what? It comes with my very own lock. It means I can write to you anything I wish
and no one can see. This is so exciting.
My own secrets; locked.
Now....how
do I start? .....
.......This
is not easy as I first thought...
The
truth is I feel alone Diary. You’re my
only friend and I can tell you anything, right? That you will listen to me and not judge me? So why do I still feel like my voice is in a
device? My head is going to burst, I can
feel the tension building up inside. I
close my eyes and I see him. I allow my
ears to receive volume and I hear him. I
look at my body and I can feel him. Can
you take that away from me Diary? No, I didn't think so.
They say writing is good for you, that you can
release your feelings....let them pour out...but once they are out they become
more alive than being in your head because they are now in view, outspoken.
Signed:
Lost
The whisper ended: “I longed to hear you earlier....felt an urge....
strange!”
I whispered back,
Dear diary
keeper,
This diary can
assure you that it’ll keep your secrets safe.
You’ll remain the one and only key holder and the diary will look
forward to hearing the clicks of the key everyday. Whenever the key comes in close contact with the lock and through the keyhole, I
feel it turns inside my heart, guiding the excited blood in and out as my heart calms down to steady pulses. This is
not going to get any easier. Diary is
here to keep your secrets safe, and not to take them away from you. Diary will add another page as you fill one
everyday, so you will never ever run out of an empty page. Diary also feels the tension, as it can see
her, hear her and feel her too, and finally, diary was not able to work out if
the diary keeper longed to hear ‘from the diary’ or ‘the diary’ earlier! The feeling of urge is mutual in any way…
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