Rowana's Diary

Dear Diary,

This is what happened all those years ago. This is why I haven’t ventured out alone since I was eighteen...

It was dark, dark enough so I couldn’t see my hands. My mind was blank. What was happening? Where was I? I didn’t know. A large flash of lightning lit the sky; it was as if there above me, was a raging battle. I was scared, but I didn’t remember why, all I knew was that I had to get away from the dark. I began to run faster and faster. I could hear the crunch-crunch of some ones feet on the gravel path. But I had realised something, something important. I wasn’t going anywhere. Even though I was running as fast as I could, but around me it was all the same. The footsteps grew louder and louder. I stopped. I turn and see that familiar dazzling smile. Blue eyes and tousled hair, a warm embrace and a kiss upon my brow. I was home. Back with the person to whom I belonged. My saviour, my protector. During that moment I forgot what I was running from. Now looking back I regret that. Not that it mattered. We’re all doomed at some stage.

Rowana Fontaine.

Alannah M