Author's Note: Hi, My Name is Jen, people I have only gotten one e-mail about the
stories I've written, so if You have anything to say. Please Write me. What do you think of the Dear Diary Series????? Have any ideas or things I could change, other characters I should do, that I've forgotten or haven't done yet. I'd love to hear from you. I'M BEGGING YOU PLEASE WRITE ME!!!!!!!!!!! (dangarst@juno.com) Sincerely . . . Your's Truly . . . Jen
Dear Diary,
Okay where do I start. I don't know, it's been such a long week, I know I've been bad, about writing in my Dairy. But that's why I'm here, to fill you in, or something like that I guess. It's just ssssssoooooo many things have happened lately. Anyway enough of that, here I go. Sorry if I go to fast, but I just have to write this all down, before I forget something important. WHO IS THE PHANTOM RANGER???????????? Oh I wish I
knew. I first saw him the being of this week, when he stopped Elgar and Rygog from robbing the bank. He's so mysterious, I suppose it would be stupid to say that I love him, cause I know hardly anything about him.
So how can I love him. You might say I'm attracted him, I guess it's just something about the way he moves, the way he acts, he's so silent, strong, and yet there's an air of kindness about him. I wish I knew his
name!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But then again, even if I did know more about him, I doubt there would ever be a chance, after all he doesn't exactly seem like someone who would like to be held down by someone like me. (Cassie sighed, chewing absentmindedly on the end of her pencil.)
Ashley knows how I feel, but it doesn't really matter does it? I don't know if only I knew him better, like when Justin, and Nekko found his ship. It was only a few days ago, and yet it seems like it happened yesterday. I can't get him out of my mind, I keep wondering what's he doing, what he's thinking. If he's thinking of me, or if there's someone else. He doesn't seem to want to get close to us, I guess I can understand that. Dimitria say's that he travels around, helping people who need it, I guess that means he probably won't be here very long. I know, I know I should just forget him, after all there's no chance what so ever, so what's the point, I'm only going to get myself down..... But I can't help it, oh well I suppose it's okay to hope just a little bit. After all he did..... Oh what am I thinking, this is stupid!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A FEW DAYS LATTER......................................
Dear Diary,
WOW, I don't know what to think anymore. Maybe he does like me, then again it's probably just my imagination playing games with my mind. That would be so like me, to get my hopes up now, I shouldn't I know, I'll only get hurt in the end. But still he actually came for me, He knew the danger and he actually came for me. I hope he's okay, he seemed so weak, what happened to him???????????? Why did he run away for us????? We only want to help, why won't he let us. He saved me, and he probably saved all of us more times then we know. SO why won't he let us help him. I knew he doesn't want to get close, but that doesn't mean we can't help him.
(Cassie, rubbed her forehead tiredly, staring blanking down at the page of her Diary not seeing it. All she could see was the Phantom Ranger, leaning against the bars of the cage. He could hardly hold himself up, she'd had to make herself go help the others. She hadn't wanted to leave him, she's wanted to stay. If only she maybe this wouldn't have happened. Maybe he'd be safe with them right now, maybe......
"You're supposed to be writing,"she muttered to herself,"Not day dreaming.") Still he risked himself to help me. WHY?????????? Why would he do that for me??????????????? Man, I hate feeling so helpless.
There's nothing I can do, right now I know, but I wish there was. I hate sitting here, waiting for something to happen. I have sssssssooooooooooo many questions rolling around in my head, and no answers, and no one to answer them. I can't stand this, I want to know. I wish things could go back to the way they used to be. Then I knew who I was, and what I wanted, I didn't have all this stupid questions that will never be answered.
Things were simple instead of all confusing. I hope he's okay......... Good Night Phantom Rangers, where ever you are. I hope you understand that we only want to help. I hope you're okay. THANK YOU, for you're help.
Thank you for saving my life. I Love you.......
(Cassie stared at the paper for a long minute, before she quickly crossed out the word love. She carefully closed her Diary, turned off the lights, then slowly walked over to the window. Staring out across the
trees, and roofs of the nearby houses. In the distance she could hear, the waves crashing on the beach. Suddenly she was seized by the urge to go for a long walk, to go wading in the ocean, feel the in her hair,
and the salty spray on her face. She glanced up at the moon, it was almost full it's silvery light seemed to light up the who world. It reminded her of the Phantom. - Everything reminds you of him lately.- she thought
sarcastically with a slight smile. Quickly Cassie grabbed her sandals and climbed quietly out the window, so as not to wake anyone up.)
