The Journal

The Strange Journal

A Fall Morning
It's really sometime in April,but I have a story to tell.A story I can't even understand,myself.But this is my story.My secret.My power.

Every fall my family goes to the beach.Last fall happened to be the one when all this started.My cousins and I were exploring the beach when I found the cove.

The cove was small and had glittering stones and pure white sand.The cove was beautiful.I lingered longer than the others when it was time to go back to the hotel.

As I gently pulled my fingers through the pool of water,I noticed it begin to shimmer.

I don't remember what happened next,I just know that I didn't understand what was happening.But now I know it wasn't normal.It was magical.

I know this page with be discovered.When it is,BlogClan will know.I don't like hiding this secret,I should tell them.But it's to keep them safe...and me.

I think someone's coming.I can't write more.Cant let anyone re-