October 25th
Mom’s crying again. So is Ariel, but don’t worry bro, I’ll assuage them both. (I used a big word there: “Assuage”. All thanks to advance English!) I remember when you were in that class. You used to help me a lot in reading. I still struggle with reading a bit, but I’m getting better. I hope that you’re okay with where you are. We’re happy on some days. I’ll be happy for you, bro.
October 26th
Mom told me that you called home. As upset and distraught as you made her, I wonder what you did. What did you do? She’s not feeling any better than she was yesterday. Neither is Ariel. Didn’t you want to talk to Ariel? I mean, she is your sister, you know.
Okay, so I’m continuing this message after a few hours. I realized that you didn’t ask to talk to me either. Am I not good enough for you?
Wow, I really hate you right now. Dad told me that it was "Voluntary", they didn’t have to take you and you didn’t have to go.
You left us, why did you leave?
October 27th
You called us again, but this time dad answered the phone. I can hear him; His voice as loud as thunder. I bet it’s frightening to hear, but hey, you deserve it. Sorry, bro.
He keeps saying your name over and over. “Lucas, Lucas, Lucas” why? What did you do now? More pain and suffering that you want to cause us? How great, Fantastic.
I won’t take that from you. There were many a man to leave; to leave with purpose, and then come back, but you don’t, stupid.
October 28th
Okay, so I’m pretty sure by now that I’m just rage writing. This is complicated, I’m sorry. I’m not the type to say my feelings. By the way, Ariel is with me. She says hi, but she hates you. Sorry, it’s probably my fault. I’ve never seen so much anger, so much fire in an eight year old girl. It’s kind of amazing. Man, you should see her.
Oh wait, you can’t. Whatever.
October 30
If I’m honest, I wasn’t in the mood to write yesterday. I’m missing you like crazy. I decided that I wasn’t going to hate you anymore. It’s not like you can hear me anyway.
Mom told me that you were going to call on Halloween. Of all people, Lucas; Ariel, jumping all over our home with glee, shouldn’t be disappointed. Call her, disappoint me. I don’t care anymore, I promise.
Actually, I was kidding, don’t try to disappoint me. That’ll seriously hurt a lot.
October 31
It’s Halloween, bro! I remember when we used to have fights about us being too young to go trick-or-treating! I’m 13, I think that I’m in a pretty good place. If you were here, then I’d say that seeing a 17 year old guy go trick or treating is creepy!
I’m Dracula this year! Ariel is that little princess that she’s always dreamt of being. She shines in the light like the moon and the stars. Mom said that I have to go take her and that you’ll call us tonight, so I’ll hear from you tonight!
YOU DIDN’T CALL! Why didn’t you call us, why didn’t you call Ariel of all people? You must seriously hate us, don’t you Lucas? Well guess what: We hate you too.
November 1
We chatted for the first time in months today. I guess I enjoyed it. Over all, I did learn a lot.
Lucas, I know that we were low on money, I know. We may be poor to you, but to ourselves, we’re wealthy people. We have high spirits and high hopes. I wish that you understood that before you decided to put yourself away like that. You didn’t have to fall under the pressure, you could have capitulated. I was being honest when I told you that I didn’t feel sorry for you.
I really don’t.
No one told you to rob that bank.
November 2
Tomorrow will be our first visit! I’m really excited; I can’t wait to see you! It’s been months, bro. Three months, and you’ve missed so much! That’s okay; I’ll catch you up to speed when we see you!
If you ever got to read this, you’d probably think that I was super bipolar. Maybe I am a mad man!
Quick question: When are you coming back? Wait, you can just tell me that in person.
November 3
I’m seeing you today, and I’ve decided that this is my last entry. I want to give this diary to you. I don’t care what’s in it; I know what’s in it. Fair warning: I raged A TON. Don’t hate me though, bro. I’m still your little brother Riley, I was just upset. I really do miss you.
Maybe when you read this, it’ll make you feel a little better. Sure, there are bad things, but it isn’t a thing in here that you didn’t already know. Maybe it’ll help you remember who we are and were as a unit. We didn’t need the money. We still don’t have the money, but it’s okay, because we have each other. I hope that when you leave and come back, you’ll see that. You’ll see that you have all that you really need and that you were rich all along.
We’re about to get in the car to go see you, so I guess that I must stop writing now. Happy belated Halloween and early Thanksgiving, I guess! Goodbye for now until we meet again.
Mom’s crying again. So is Ariel, but don’t worry bro, I’ll assuage them both. (I used a big word there: “Assuage”. All thanks to advance English!) I remember when you were in that class. You used to help me a lot in reading. I still struggle with reading a bit, but I’m getting better. I hope that you’re okay with where you are. We’re happy on some days. I’ll be happy for you, bro.
October 26th
Mom told me that you called home. As upset and distraught as you made her, I wonder what you did. What did you do? She’s not feeling any better than she was yesterday. Neither is Ariel. Didn’t you want to talk to Ariel? I mean, she is your sister, you know.
Okay, so I’m continuing this message after a few hours. I realized that you didn’t ask to talk to me either. Am I not good enough for you?
Wow, I really hate you right now. Dad told me that it was "Voluntary", they didn’t have to take you and you didn’t have to go.
You left us, why did you leave?
October 27th
You called us again, but this time dad answered the phone. I can hear him; His voice as loud as thunder. I bet it’s frightening to hear, but hey, you deserve it. Sorry, bro.
He keeps saying your name over and over. “Lucas, Lucas, Lucas” why? What did you do now? More pain and suffering that you want to cause us? How great, Fantastic.
I won’t take that from you. There were many a man to leave; to leave with purpose, and then come back, but you don’t, stupid.
October 28th
Okay, so I’m pretty sure by now that I’m just rage writing. This is complicated, I’m sorry. I’m not the type to say my feelings. By the way, Ariel is with me. She says hi, but she hates you. Sorry, it’s probably my fault. I’ve never seen so much anger, so much fire in an eight year old girl. It’s kind of amazing. Man, you should see her.
Oh wait, you can’t. Whatever.
October 30
If I’m honest, I wasn’t in the mood to write yesterday. I’m missing you like crazy. I decided that I wasn’t going to hate you anymore. It’s not like you can hear me anyway.
Mom told me that you were going to call on Halloween. Of all people, Lucas; Ariel, jumping all over our home with glee, shouldn’t be disappointed. Call her, disappoint me. I don’t care anymore, I promise.
Actually, I was kidding, don’t try to disappoint me. That’ll seriously hurt a lot.
October 31
It’s Halloween, bro! I remember when we used to have fights about us being too young to go trick-or-treating! I’m 13, I think that I’m in a pretty good place. If you were here, then I’d say that seeing a 17 year old guy go trick or treating is creepy!
I’m Dracula this year! Ariel is that little princess that she’s always dreamt of being. She shines in the light like the moon and the stars. Mom said that I have to go take her and that you’ll call us tonight, so I’ll hear from you tonight!
YOU DIDN’T CALL! Why didn’t you call us, why didn’t you call Ariel of all people? You must seriously hate us, don’t you Lucas? Well guess what: We hate you too.
November 1
We chatted for the first time in months today. I guess I enjoyed it. Over all, I did learn a lot.
Lucas, I know that we were low on money, I know. We may be poor to you, but to ourselves, we’re wealthy people. We have high spirits and high hopes. I wish that you understood that before you decided to put yourself away like that. You didn’t have to fall under the pressure, you could have capitulated. I was being honest when I told you that I didn’t feel sorry for you.
I really don’t.
No one told you to rob that bank.
November 2
Tomorrow will be our first visit! I’m really excited; I can’t wait to see you! It’s been months, bro. Three months, and you’ve missed so much! That’s okay; I’ll catch you up to speed when we see you!
If you ever got to read this, you’d probably think that I was super bipolar. Maybe I am a mad man!
Quick question: When are you coming back? Wait, you can just tell me that in person.
November 3
I’m seeing you today, and I’ve decided that this is my last entry. I want to give this diary to you. I don’t care what’s in it; I know what’s in it. Fair warning: I raged A TON. Don’t hate me though, bro. I’m still your little brother Riley, I was just upset. I really do miss you.
Maybe when you read this, it’ll make you feel a little better. Sure, there are bad things, but it isn’t a thing in here that you didn’t already know. Maybe it’ll help you remember who we are and were as a unit. We didn’t need the money. We still don’t have the money, but it’s okay, because we have each other. I hope that when you leave and come back, you’ll see that. You’ll see that you have all that you really need and that you were rich all along.
We’re about to get in the car to go see you, so I guess that I must stop writing now. Happy belated Halloween and early Thanksgiving, I guess! Goodbye for now until we meet again.