July 7th, 2007 (Entry 3)

Dear Diary,

I followed the advice they gave me, it helped a bit. Been a few days since I talked to my friends. Sure, I wanted to tell them what was happening, but I needed more time to just make sure. For a while, I have been thinking. The rose could be luck. It could be. But anyways, I haven't had a dream with the flower in it. This could be fate? I am not sure, but I couldn't sleep tonight.

The whole night, I been trying to have a good rest. I couldn't do it. Mom and Dad wasn't at home, they were meeting up with some of their old friends. They weren't sure if they would come to the house at Midnight. To tell the truth, they still aren't here. After hours, and hours, I couldn't even sleep. I couldn't even close my eyes. While down stairs, I felt something. It was the feeling of being watch. It didn't really bother me at all, for some reason. The feeling was odd, but I really give a damn.

I walked towards the kitchen, about to cook something. I was getting pans from the cabinet, till I heard a loud bang. The whole house was quiet. I almost dropped the pan, I couldn't even move. It felt like the whole world had just stop. Everything had froze. I wanted to go and look, but I want to run away and call the cops. But again, I went to go check.

The moment, I walked towards the glass door, it sound like something was knocked over. I quickly turned around to see who or what is the culprit. Nothing. I was terrified for my life, thinking that my life was about to end in that moment. I turned back around the door, to see once more a rose with thorns. This again? Why? It doesn't make sense. I thought this was good luck, now it turns to a nightly horror movie. I opened the door and grab the red flower carefully.

After a while, I finish cooking tofu and went upstairs. The roses were in a vase in my room. I am still confused about this? Is this how I die? Every day I'm getting a rose?! I don't know what is going on. All of this, I don't understand nothing. I need to ask Sara for advice. She is the one with notes and blogs on social media.

I texted my friends in our group chat. I told them what happen, and they were in shock. Justin told me that it may not be good luck, and told me that something bad could happened. I really didn't like the sound of it. Not one bit. Taylor told me maybe that they can sleep over. I responded by saying that could be possible.

It been a few hours, I can't sleep at all. Even though that I closed the door and turned on the lights in my room. I feel like that someone is watching me. For a while I wanted to close my curtains, but I couldn't move. It wasn't by force, it was just me alone. If I moved, I could died. It sounds ridiculous, I know, but I feel like it could happen. My thoughts are just going crazy, and I need sleep. I write more tomorrow.

(565 words) Thanks for reading!- Mel