Chapter 13
The diary mentioned by Kieth emerged in my sleep that caused me to wake up at dawn. I searched immediately in the closet because of my eagerness to see that thing. I wanted to ask for help to Jack but I decided not to because I know that it would only be suspicious if I do.
“Where the hell are you?” I muttered when I came into the closet with so many old books displayed in the corner. I climbed on the chair to reach the top of it.
“Ouch!” I was likely to fall from the chair when a certain book fell in my head.
“s**t! It hurts.” I exclaimed as I rubbed my head. My eyes drifted to the book when it destined to fall unto the chair I’m standing in.
‘Written Life’
The title engraved on the cover. It was already old with some ripped pages, the slight dust covered almost th
