CHAPTER 4
Dear Diary,
Today was very strange. Jordan didn’t show up at my house this morning and yesterday he said he was coming over. So I decided to take a walk down the road, and I must have come up to Jordan’s house because I saw him up a driveway on a porch. He was talking to the man in black and had a very serious look on his face. I think the man came to bargain with Jordan for the secret in the house. I stayed out of sight behind bushes, and got closer to hear what they were saying. I know that was wrong of me, but I let my curiosity get the best of me. I couldn’t hear everything, but I did hear the man take a deep breath and say in a deep voice. “You know why we’re here. Soon it will be too late to get it. It would have been easy if it wasn’t for that girl! Why did you invite her here?”
“I did not invite her!” That was Jordan. “I was just as surprised as you are when I found her here. When I heard the old man was dead, I came here as fast as I could, but now what are we supposed to do?” I held my breath. I had no idea what was going on, and why they were talking about me. Then I realized by what he said that Jordan had lied to me! He already knew my grandfather was dead before he came here! Then the man spoke.
“Does she know about it?”
“No.”
“Well, I have an idea. We’ll turn her.”
“But, no, I mean, she has friends, work, we,”
“Listen to me! We have no choice! If we don’t get to it soon it will be too late! Now come on!” Jordan sighed and followed him into the house. I was so scared! As soon as they went into the house I ran as fast as I could back home. Tears ran down my face just because I was frightened so badly. What did they mean by they’ll turn me? I’m also very disappointed because apparently the love of my life is what some people would call the “bad guy”. Now what am I supposed to do? I got back from Jordan’s house about 30 minutes ago, and now I’m hiding in my bed room with the door locked. Well, I was right about something-they’re after something in this house. And apparently they can’t get to it while I’m here. Well, sitting here isn’t going to help anything. I’m going to go find what they want. It has to be something very special. They said they had to get it before it was too late. Too late for what I wonder… Well, I hope it’s not too late for me. I’ll keep this journal with me in a bag with a flash light and a few other things, just in case I have to run away. I hope being turned isn’t too horrible… I’ll keep writing later. I can’t waste any more time.
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