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around the streets naked. That would have been awkward…. I’m going to have to pay that shop back later. I’m not taking food though, that’s just low. I feel like a hobo or something because I’m sleeping in a cardboard box, but who cares? I’m not judging. Hopefully I’ll be there by noon tomorrow.

March 9th, 2020

I did my first heroic deed today, on accident too! I had just woken up and I had heard sirens as I crawled out of the box. At first I had thought they were after me so I had run. Not super fast at first, but as they got closer I did. When I had glanced behind me I had seen two AMF (Armed Military Force) cars approaching. I had instantly thought they were after me until I had run into a man running on the sidewalk. The shock had switched me back from high speed mode to regular speed. The man’s bag had fallen; did I mention he was wearing a bag? Oh well he was. Anyway the man's bad had fallen and hundreds of hundreds dollars bills had spilled out of his bag. The AMF trucks had pulled up and had arrested that guy, not me! One of the guys had approached me. Apparently their cars weren’t the AMF; they were the ANF (Armed Nations Force). They were against the government and were in charge of most of the rebellions. That brought back some bad memories. Of course I had instantly felt guilty. He had thanked me again before getting into the car and drove off. This of course had bought a bunch of questions to my mind. Why hadn’t my family taken refuge with them? Why hadn’t the military taken the time to eradicate them? Of course I didn’t have any answers, but I did feel all good inside. I’m now heading towards my house. I kind of took a map; add that to my growing list of debts. Heading west back home. Can’t give you a time update, but it’s defiantly before noon.

March 9th, 2020

I am a complete idiot. I can’t believe I didn’t see this coming! As soon as I entered our old neighborhood I saw AMF trucks everywhere! Of course they would have expected me to come home first. I did manage to sneak past them and steal some time with my parents. They had reacted exactly as I had imagined it. Mom and Dad had cried and of course I had shredded a few tears. I had run upstairs after talking with them and grabbed my old backpack and stuffed it full of my clothing. I had traded the, er, “borrowed” clothes for my overly large t-shirts and long jeans. I had also grabbed my mask that I had been working on before I got kidnapped. It’s nothing special, just an all black mask with a few sequins on the sides. I had gone back downstairs to find a bowl of my mom’s famous chicken and potato stew. Mmmm, it had been yummy. I’ve got a thermos in my backpack filled with it. I know what I’m having for dinner. *Smiley face* Ha-ha I just had to put that there. Afterwards I had snuck out the back door and just ran blindly in the opposite direction. I don’t know where I am but I can see a small city in the distance. I’m going to visit it tomorrow. Goodnight.

March 10th, 2020

Did another good deed today. It was one of those cliché saving the old lady from the bad guy kind of thing. I had been walking and heard a lady scream. When I got to where the screaming was I had seen a huge masked dude bending over a really old lady snatching her purse. Again, total cliché. I had just casually walked up to them, and he had the nerve to pull a knife on me. I had punched him in the face. It felt good. I think I almost gave that old lady a heart attack though. My bad. I had given the old lady her purse back and walked out of the alley. There had been a small girl who was chasing a ball into the deserted street. At first I had ignored her until a speeding car had almost hit her. It had been a teenage girl on her cell phone, of course. I swear its idiots like that that make me ashamed to be a teenage girl. So anyway the car had totally been speeding, so I raced out and grabbed the kid. It was then that the stupid teenager had finally noticed that she had almost committed unintentional murder so she stopped her car. Of course I had lectured her about her actions. Then the kids mom had walked up, wonder where she had been when I had saved her kid, and had asked for my name. I had decided to start a new trend and said, “just call me Number 5.” I am totally mocking the scientists by saying ha I escaped from your clutches. Then I had sped away. I think I’m going to stick with that. I shall be Number 5, hero to the helpless.

March 11th, 2020

I’ve decided on a uniform. I’m going to wear my mask along with black sweats and a black t-shirt. This is so exciting! I feel like a real super hero, the kind I read about in my books. I feel like a ninja or something, just rushing through cities and helping those in need. Earlier I saved a cat from a tree. Not that heroic but it’s still something, right? This city isn’t that bad. Well I’m going to get some lunch, bye!

March 12th, 2020

Today was eventful. Saved an old lady, stopped someone from jumping off a bridge, and prevented some deaths, the usual. I kinda wish something else more exciting would happen, ya know? It’s nice saving people but not when it’s just repetition, repetition. Something exciting needs to happen! Spice it up! I’m about to enter a new town called Whalesing, I think. Maybe something will happen there.

March 13th, 2020

I am currently inside a cave. The visit to Whalesing had been good, there had been no crime to be taken care of, that is until I went to the mall. I had been walking when I saw the kids. Josh, Lyss, Parker, and Tracy had been there sitting nonchalantly by a fountain. Let’s just say I was glad it was super crowded. They spotted me even though I had tried hiding, and Parker had grabbed my arm. It’s still sore. I had started screaming; guess he hadn’t been expecting that because he had released it right away. Like I said, it’s still sore. Security had come over and escorted me outside, and detained him. As soon as I got out, I bolted. It’s nice to know I’m faster than all of them. So anyway, the cave I’m in is gorgeous for a cave. At least there are no vines. I’m going to bed.

March 14th, 2020

Stayed in the cave today. I feel like a trapped animal. I really hope they don’t find me. They’ll have to drag me back kicking and screaming if they do. I explored the cave some more and found an underground cavern hidden behind some boulders! It feels like I’m inside a giant purple geode. The small cave that I had slept in last night is nothing compared to this cavern. I wish I could live in this cave, there is fresh cave water and I could get food another way. Who knows? Maybe one day I will.

March 15th, 2020

Left the cave today. I really hope the coast is clear. I headed over to a town I had heard about in Whalesing. Sonvient apparently is a town down on its luck. There are robberies daily, shootings, and riots. I wonder if this is the same place where we tried to stop… No, I’m not writing about that. No way. I hope that isn’t going on when I get there. Hopefully it will be successful.

March 15th, 2020

Ok so the coolest thing happened at the town. I found out I have telekinetic powers! I had seen a bad guy in the distance with a gun on some children. I was too far away for even my speed to work so I had imagined the gun whipping out of his hands and it did! The kids are alright and I’m feeling great. I found out I can move multiple things at once, like I have hundreds of long arms at my disposal! I was able to push a car slightly while it was parked. That was just awesome right there. I wonder how I can use this to help others. I’m going now, bye!

March 16th, 2020

Today’s a day off! I ditched my costume and mask and traded it for a bathing suit and sunglasses. The beach was awesome. It’s the first time in a while that I’ve felt even remotely normal. It’s a nice feeling. The sand was sugar while and the water sparkled. I wish I could live here forever. I’m going back to the water, so bye!

March 17th, 2020

Time for work again. I was cruising through a beach bazaar thing and saw a newspaper. The front article had been about some town with a huge crime rate. Well seems like a cry for help! I’m going to head over to the city as soon as I finish my ice-cream. Should be
there later today.

March 17th, 2020

Just got to the outskirts of the town, it’s a mess. There’s a spiral of smoke coming out of the town. I’m leaving my backpack in that cave I found which is conveniently located a few miles from here. That’s just awesome! I’m going to keep my journal with me though. I don’t know why, just an urge I guess. Heading in now, wish me luck!

March 18th, 2020

I’m back, sadly. I can’t believe I let myself get caught. They punished me pretty severally, and I’ve got the bruises to prove it. Journal, these people are monsters and as sly as a fox. They led me to believe that a city was having a rough time so I went to help and there’s a huge blockade of them surrounding the city as soon as I go in! Can’t believe I fell for it too. I should have been less sloppy about my work. I think they might have found out about my telekinesis too. I kind of used it to lift myself up in the air while I was running. They just brought me back with a dart in my neck and punched and kicked me repeatedly. I’d rather be sleeping in
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