Michael was up in the Giving Tree, writing in his journal while enjoying the nature.
Journal
It's been a week since Doug has been here.
Awkward that I haven't seen a camera anywhere when he is around like most interviewers do.
Saronia is acting strange now that he is here.
She really doesn't like him, I can tell. But why??
Should I take caution around him??
Should I listen to what Saronia might be trying to tell me about him??
So many questions so little answers.....
Let alone the fact that I am still so very lonely.
All I have is Saronia. But she doesn't understand.... Does she??
She seems so human like.. It's eery how much she acts like a human.
And I am still wondering if Doug was right. Can a horse...... Love??
Also, I still know nothing about this Baylaa girl.
God she was beautiful..... Maybe I will head to a library or something and do a log on it??
But I don't even know her last name!!!
Anyways, I am going to get to the bottom of these problems. Hopefully.
~Michael~
He sat the journal next to him and sighed heavily.
"Hey Mike! Wanna go see a movie in the theater??" Doug called from the ground.
"Nah.... I'm not in the mood for a movie right now.. I'm gonna head to the library. I have some.... Research to do." He answered.
Doug silently cursed under his breath, but agreed anyways.
Michael put on a disguise and rode off to the local library.
He walked in, towards the front desk assistant.
"Hello miss. Um.... Is there a way to search for someone that hasn't been seen in awhile? There is a girl that I am trying to get in contact with." He explained.
She looked up at him and smiled. "Yes sir. That computer over there. Just type in the name and it will bring up thousands of people from all over." She said.
"Thank you." He said then walked to the computer, sitting down.
"Now.... Lets see here..." He said to himself.
He typed Baylaa into the computer. He wasn't sure how exactly it was spelled though.
The computer loaded and brought up tons of girls pictures that had a first name of Baylaa.
"Aw man. This is gonna take awhile.."
He searched and searched until finally landing on a girl named Baylaa Parkson that looked just like the girl from his dream.
He clicked on it and her background came up.
He wondered why she was wearing the outfit she was but quickly found out.
"Lets see......... FBI agent?? Was member of FBI for 12 years... Was?? Caught wanted man by the name of Doug Sawyers.... DOUG SAWYERS!!!?? So he faked his last name??! Convicted of the murder of three young women?!" Michael was panicking now. He knew that the man of these murders was at his house.
"Baylaa had caught this man but he escaped from jail. Same night he escaped Baylaa mysteriously disappeared and hasn't been seen since 1988. Some eye witnesses report seeing a large white figure, of a creature run from her home. Same creature reported sights all over the U.S. As of now, there have been no further reports." Michael was in disbelief.
He sat up and walked out of the library, back to the vehicle.
He ordered the driver to get back to Neverland ASAP.
What is going to go down??
Fancy's P.O.V.
At last, I was at home, where I belonged. My mother was supposed to come home today, but she called and said that her trip was postponed and she had to stay in New York City until next Tuesday. She said she'd hated that she couldn't see us, it had been at least a year, though she still loved us. Being with my aunt isn't really exciting, she ignores us until there's a big modeling gig we have to do. I was scrunched up on the couch, under my fluffy blue blanket, watching the Brady Bunch. Felicity was on a date with her new boyfriend, and my aunt was out shopping with her girly snobby friends, so I was alone. Nothing special about today, just glad to be at home.
* I might end this story, because of lack of ideas, I'll pull through. I also might take a longer time to update since I'm starting school soon. *
At last, I was at home, where I belonged. My mother was supposed to come home today, but she called and said that her trip was postponed and she had to stay in New York City until next Tuesday. She said she'd hated that she couldn't see us, it had been at least a year, though she still loved us. Being with my aunt isn't really exciting, she ignores us until there's a big modeling gig we have to do. I was scrunched up on the couch, under my fluffy blue blanket, watching the Brady Bunch. Felicity was on a date with her new boyfriend, and my aunt was out shopping with her girly snobby friends, so I was alone. Nothing special about today, just glad to be at home.
* I might end this story, because of lack of ideas, I'll pull through. I also might take a longer time to update since I'm starting school soon. *
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