Feeling a rustle in the bushes, I quickly whipped my hair away from the journal. Though as soon as I did, whatever or whoever was standing there was already gone. I shrugged it off and turned my attention back to the first and only entry in the journal which I was about to finish.

Immediately after I silently read the last word, I felt an electric shock vibrate through me.

What was that?

I slowly moved my hand around the journal, trying to make sense of the situation. Suddenly I felt another little shock, followed by a couple others, almost like morse code.

Out of nowhere, a pen appeared.

What. The. Fuck.

Thishas to be some sort of joke. Where did the pen even come from?

Suddenly it started flying around and I quickly started flailing my hands trying to catch it.

As fast as it had started, the pen simply dropped down on the journal, as if it was a bird who right in the middle of flight, stopped flapping it's wings.

What did the pen want?

Should I write with it?

Write what though?

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After a bit of thought, I quickly jotted down something on the next page.

{ Zayn wrote.....
•Hey
•Who are you?
•Can you, whoever you are, come get your journal

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Notes

Just so you guys know, yes i changed the title.

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(This chapter was in Zayn's POV)


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