Daylight Diaries 1

Under a draw lays paradox, of diarys but one found is still missing, time has no value. Houses go missing , Famlies discover a haunting flashback.
Years passed without single memory, of the Minot a terrible monster , until time passes in a hourglass the peace will come .
New home are there, old home has vanished now, it's up too freinds and family figure out missing pieces.
Try break the monster called the minot, and the true one down under
By Joseph

Author's note

J.a 2017 copyright

1. Lights Missing


       A beutiful sunny day, in new england mass, september has began, and a new family has bought there old home here.

The town was freindly, many people had raved for such a town, and in a place called masschusetts, years back however, it was a challenge for a peace of any silence, and elegance it was just perfect for the smiths family.

     Vermont though was a old home in past, It meant many good things, and new life for a terrific family, they settled into, a old masschusetts house that they bought, which ended up missing, strangely just out of the blue?

Oddly no one happened to know? and the house, just was out of sight for some reason, gone mysteriously, however the smiths decided to wait, months too build a brand new country home.

    There old home in Vermont, was already being bought, and rented out, Alia had just stopped school, and highschool ended then summer came, and alia headed home, the seasons just started to pass.

Jack her brother, had different things in mind, like college and work. It was available, but never an issue work was slow, yet not always available.

 A middle class family, like the smiths were situated, with freinds in a Massachusetts, nieborhood somehow way, back and beginning as this seen out mystery of were it was,this the first of, a past way before Masschusets, this was yet, to be solved? 

Some time machine, hidden as if the begining of true, lost past. The day and nights seem

to pass, and presently have some meaning, strangely the beginings of a, day alia would write in her diary.

In the crescent moon before the day, a weird and unfimialiar time before, this was some

kind of non existent, the place and time before the diarys first and story, behind the hour


She would think alia thought and, soon saw the time as the first day, she would realize 

that, the story was about some mythical creature yet, to find a shadow unearthed, and

some where in the land above it.

Unaware however masschusetts own, and final place was where alia would need to figure

the, words or story above it, a minot a creature or shadow that had brought this some

how beutiful place and, shadow sun in the fine grasps of a non existing reality.


As alia stood her voice seem to wisper inside the one person she knew was many, to look

beyond and, see she would think twice then, manage to say what she felt.



" I was here and the real story is, im still in my place where I exist"..

Even though she was having two minds, at same time, thinking of now and time that was diaristic and, somehiw existent.

It was familiar and ordinary, this time and place was in the diary and, beyond.


" I know see, the apparent voice, and hear myself in that, story".   She'said...   She then turn, the diary and sudden story of her own.

The next pages just wee baffled and, existing of some






Alia, had written in diarys before, but never remembered having one. 

 What made, this diary interesting is the words addressed, its title and the way it looked, 

very vivid, Never hard to forget.



So she, just put this aside, in the car and brought it with her.

As the smiths started on, after packing the journey, that they set to Massachusetts .

On, the news was a, horrible incident with niebors. A block away, terrible things have been going on. In one house after, the other.

So freighting that town ignored it. incidents  was so Misleading,but scary . Strange and lost enough , that nightmares came to many. 



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