Entry 11

June 6

I found out we're in Colorado. Explains everything. We've traveled over thousands of miles, and my legs feel like lead. My stomach has caved in. My back feels like a rod. And I have rocks practically caved into my skin. Not pretty. I remember us stopping by a pond. I looked in, wondering what I looked like since the new-days. My eyes were even darker than I realized. My hair is tangled and oily. My lips are cracked, and I have dirt caked over me.
"Hideous." I muttered under my breath.
"Hallucinating." Harold said behind me. I turned, glaring at him.
"What?" I asked.
"Your hallucinating that your hideous. But, all I see is a girl with a huge heart, going across the country to find her family." I tilted my head, wondering what he meant. My eyes softened, and I took a deep breath.
"That's if I make it there. Alive." I said. He sat next to me.
"You won't die. I won't live with myself if you do. You can't die. Not until I do. And I don't really want to die anytime soon." I laughed a little. I looked at him, then started laughing because it was the first time I have since the new-days. He looked at me, and grinned. I remember looking into his eyes. Sensing as if I knew him, from the old-days. But, I couldn't put a face to him. He smiled, and started laughing to. Soon, we were both rolling on the floor, well, ground laughing. It felt good. Being able to laugh. Its an amazing feeling.
"Your amazayn, er, I mean, amazing." He said.
Amazayn.
Zayn. That British boy band. The stupid, idiotic, boy band that my friends talked about all the time. They were directioners, or something like that. They said "Amazayn" all the time.
So, why did he say it?

Notes

Author's Note: (Aren't those fun?)
Okay, typo! On the previous chapter, I accidentally put entry 5-sorry! Typo! Please know it was supposed to be chapter 10!!!!
-Erin