the one thing id never be happy to see is some preppy jerk, right? well no. because today a guy in like a jacket shows up from coates school. & suddenly he takes over. which is creepy except face it – we need someone to do something. that Sam guy everyone is talking about came back but all he did was sit & listen to caine. that’s the name of the coates kid. caine.
so anyway roscoe is feeling a little better today. i talked to him for a while & hes kind of cool. not goth or anything unfortunately but not judgmental either. not like he hates goths which lots of kids do.
trent has gotten slightly weird actually. its like hes pissed that roscoe is here. trent has had kind of a bad life. I guess like me only not exactly since he doesn’t have a Father. not at home i mean. but anyway trent has a lot of darkness inside him. hes a good person and all really. but sometimes its like hes not dark on the outside like me but dark on the inside.
i don’t think jezzie sees that. i dont think she notices maybe because jezzie is a really really good person. her heart is so pure. so she never even thinks anyone could be different than her.
its almost like trent is jealous of roscoe. which is stupid. because why would he be?
heres what is strange and im only writing it here because i dont think anyone will probably ever read this. it sounds like im crazy even acting like it might be true. so here it is. i went into roscoes room to see if he needed help changing his bandages and he was staring at nothing. but he was staring at nothing like it was something. i mean i turned around & started looking too because it was so like he could see something in the room.
hes in my brothers room. you know Wayne. i guess you dont know but anyway Wayne died two years ago. i don’t want to talk about it. and roscoe is in that room & hes staring like he sees something and i had like chills from it.
roscoe says it didnt hurt. it was over fast. he didnt hurt. but he wasnt talking about himself, roscoe. he was talking about whoever he was looking at that i didn’t see.
i know what happened in that room. i was the first to see it.
its crazy. no way roscoe was actually seeing anything. so im just being my usual weird self. just sinder thinking too much like always.
yesterday was bad. maybe today will be better. i dont know. i doubt it.
first off no they didnt all come back. the adults are still gone. we still havent seen anyone over the age of 14. it is so creepy you cannot believe it.
kids are mostly hanging out in the town plaza. kids are sitting around eating pringles and junk food and that little store down in the plaza has already been ripped off of everything. i took a red bull and a banana which was stoopid becuz I don’t even like red bull.
i found out why everyones talking about sam temple that surfer kid. there was a fire and i didn’t even know about it. this apartment building burned and i guess some kid was inside and sam ran in and tried to save her. if that’s true then its pretty cool. but hes not around and you know who is? orc. orc and howard his little butt kisser. theyve got baseball bats and steel bars and are totally pushing everyone around. and all the conformists are just going along with it.
i still cant get the picture out of my head of roscoe getting smashed by orc. i saw him today walking around all sad. roscoe i mean. he had like fifty bandaids all barely stuck on his hair and all crusty with blood. it would be funny if it was funny. he had this huge bruise. like the side of his face was twice as bulgy on the right side. and his eyes. he has blood in the whites of his eyes.
so I said look, come stay at my house for a while and at least clean off your head before you get infected. he didn’t say anything but he followed me. I said how old are you and he said he was fourteen six months older than me although he seemed younger. to me anyway. maybe because he was crying so much.
i tried to talk to him some more but he isn’t exactly chatty right now. hes just lying on my brothers old bed just staring and crying for his mom and dad. i don’t even know why i care because hes so not someone I would be interested in. i think hes a skateboarder or whatever and goths and skateboarders aren’t exactly friends.
anyway jezzie and trent moved in here to my house. no they aren’t sharing a room. not even. jezzie is sleeping in my room with me. and roscoe is in my brothers room and trent is on the couch. no one wants to use my parents room. not me for sure, gag, gag.
ok that was weird. roscoe came into my room where i am writing this and asked me if i was online. i had to say no im just a crazy person writing like someone can actually ever read it.
he looks different. he took a shower i think. he looks more normal. he said so youre like goth and all? and i said, um, yah. duh. and he said well i guess you were right about the world being all dark and sad.
so weird because then i started to cry. and he patted me on the head like I was a dog but it was nice anyway.
some kid today said were trapped in here. she said she went and touched the barrier down by clifftop. she said it burned her hand touching it. some people are saying it must go all the way around us that were like fish in a bowl. trapped. which is kind of how i always felt anyway.
my name is sinder. maybe that’s not the name I had when i was a baby. but it’s the name I had since i started to wear the black.
im writing this with not much hope that anyone will read it. internet out. phones out. tv out. nothing. big electronic silence.
still have power. im typing this on my laptop. the wifi link still shows up. but there’s nothing. not for 2 days. nothing.
scared kids. there’s plenty of those. we got a lot of scared kids. me? yah im scared. oh my goth. i keep missing keys because i jump every time i hear a sound. i turned my desk around because i wont sit w/ my back to the door. not anymore.
its stoopid of me even writing this. I used to have this blog. i got so i needed to write stuff down. just so the crazies in my head wouldnt get 2 intense. & now im doing this why? because maybe some day this all gos back to normal and then ill show this to my friends and theyll be all wow, you were really scared huh?
or else maybe it doesnt ever go back to normal. & maybe anyway I dont make it. but maybe someone finds this way in the future and figures out what happened. maybe kids in school in the future will be reading this thinking what was up with that stoopid babybat sinder?
so im typing this. then ill scan it in too in case word screws up which wd not be a gigantic (!) its like someone just hacked the universe here in PB so im saving everything like 10 different ways.
this may be all anyone ever hears from me ever again. it would suck if i lost it.
what happened? everyone just poofed out of existence. basically that’s it. i mean everyone whos older than 14. my mom is gone. my dad is gone too which is not the worst thing ever. but my mom i mean we fought and all but I never wanted her to die or whatever sometimes id say something like I wish you were dead but that was just me being an RW2 (Rhymes With Witch)
mental huh? im still keeping it clean in case my Dad walks in and sees it and freaks. how lame am i? even now with him gone im scared of Him. i still hate him. i do. im glad Hes gone thats the truth.
bitter much sinder? um yah. so what?
are they all dead? no one knows. no one knows what happened to them all.
anyway everyone just poofs out of existence. i was in the vices office getting yelled at. again that would be a big no (!) right? ;) and suddenly vice vicky is gone. in mid word. like she starts to say furthermore and she stops at furth. and shes gone!! & i sit there staring at the air like a moron. & shes still gone.
so i go out of the office & kids are all falling out, acting weird and crazy and yelling that theres no teachers anywhere. and then its like whoa theres no phones or anything either. no worldwide anything.
maybe you think cool that would be lovely-lovely. maybe except it was all of a sudden & no one knows so its not exactly a party. i find jezzie and shes freaking too just like me just like everyone and shes crying and black streaks all down her cheeks looking all panda and im suddenly realizing so am i.
it would have been funny i guess except it wasn’t. it was lunatic because for a while all of us even the jocks & the surfers & the cheerleaders all the normals & conformists were scared together & so were we me and jezzie & trent &
something going on in the street. brb
omg that creep orc just beat someone down with a baseball bat. oh my god oh my god! i was right there. it was right on the street. he wasn’t even trying to hide. i saw it up close. i was trying to stop it yelling stop it! stop it! but he just pounded this kid roscoe and just beat him so bad.
everyones like where is sam? I don’t even know sam hes just some kid from school I think like a surfer or whatever but people are like this wouldnt be happening if sam was here.
oh my god, I have blood on me. its on my tights. i don’t even know what to do with it.
im going to be sick. oh god im so scared. ive never seen anything like that before. no ones there to stop the bullys.
i have to go find jezzie and trent and the others. we have to stick together. maybe we shd all move in together becuz this empty house with nothing but me is too dark.
never thought id write that huh? too dark. too dark for sinder.