A/N: Hi! This is my second fanfic for The Secret Series. Well my first fanfic, I only got 1 review which was very disappointing and embarrassing at the same time. Hahahahahahahahahahaha! XD Hope this Fanfic gets a lot more than 1 review :)

~May 19, 2014

-Day 7-

Dear Notebook, (I don't like calling you a diary because 'diary' is for girls. Notebook is for survivalists.)

I don't usually write in diar- I mean notebooks, but since he died I had no one to talk to so I'll just talk to you.

It's the 7th day since he's been gone.

And I think I pretty much got the hang of not being around him.

Nah, I won't lie to you, you're my 'notebook' anyways.

The world, I mean my world has gone blank, glum, meaningless, pretty much every negative word you can think of.. when he called a taxi to bring him to the other side.

He didn't even let me pay for his fare. (joke intended)

And he also did not wait for, well...

me.

When he left, my world crashed into pieces. A million pieces, No, a BILLION pieces.

If he caught me writing, okay.. talking to my notebook our conversation would probably end up like this.

Him: Cass, since when did you talk to diaries?

Me: Notebook.

Him: okay, jeez. A 'Notebook' doesn't speak so why bother talk to it? A notebook (notepad, writing pad, drawing pad, legal pad) is a book or binder composed of pages, often ruled, made out of paper, used for purposes including recording notes or memoranda, writing, drawing and scrapbooking. It is lifeless, Cass. It won't answer you even though you write a thousand stories in there! Wait. Don't tell me you have Schizophrenia?!

Me: What on earth is.. Uhmm Schinoa-

Him: Schizophrenia.

Me: Fine, whatever you call it.

Him: Schizophrenia is a mental disorder often featuring abnormal social behavior and problems distinguishing what is real from what is not. Common symptoms include distress, hearing voices or noises that are not there, inattention, confused or unclear thinki-

Me: Okay I get it. Now stop.

Him: Which is often the cause of talking to inanimate objects.

Then I'll give him the death stare.

The death stare always shuts him up.

But this time the death stare didn't shut him up.

Death did.

Forever.

So this is how it all started, or should I say ended.