:May 13:

When Lavi got out of the shower, we went back upstairs to my room. When we opened the door, Road was there. She was sitting on her legs and drawing again.

Lavi crossed the length of my room and sat down on floor in front of the mirror. Lavi picked up the marker from the floor from where he had left it while I sat there studying the drawings.

They were different this time. There was a man like that looked a lot like a Vampire. He had a long strip of white hair that spiked up into the air while the rest was colored in. He looked like Dracula.

There was a woman with shoulder length curly hair and dark circles around her eyes. She had a smile on her face, but it didn't look like a happy one. It seemed like she had to force herself to smile. Every person that Road had drawn looked somewhat familiar to me.

Before Lavi had a chance to write anything down, I grabbed the marker out of his hand. He shouted a startled "Hey!" but didn't make any move to get it back from me.

Who are these people? I wrote quickly. Road averted her eyes from what she was drawing and read what I wrote. For second, I swore I saw her smile, but it quickly vanished.

They're people that live in this world with me and some now live in your world now.

"Ask her if she knows the names of those people." Lavi said.

Do you happen to know their names?

She shook her head no and then vanished.

:May 16:

It's been three days since Lavi and I had seen Road. Lavi seems to have forgotten about her, but I couldn't seem to get her out of my mind. I have dreams about her, although in my dream, she appeared to have long hair instead of the short and choppy hair she has now. She would often be hold a baby in her arms and the dream would end with me saying, "I love you."

When I asked Lavi about Road, my assuming of him having forgotten about her were correct.

"Who's Road?"

When he had said that, it made me think that I really was just going crazy.

Maybe I am.

:May 18:

Still no sign of Road, but I keep dreaming of her. She's in a dark purple room. She is wearing a puffy pink long sleeved shirt and a short purple shirt. The strange thing was; there were class dolls floating in the air around her. They had blood coming out of their mouths. I called out to Road. She stood and as she turned to face me, I noticed she was holding someone's head in her lap.

It was mine.

Mana held his head in his hand as he set his son's journal in the chair next to him.

He felt so empty. The journal was the only thing he had left of his son; his own flesh and blood. How was he supposed to tell his wife when she came home from her business trip. Allen was their son.

And then he remembered something.

Allen's suicide note. It was also something he had left of his son. He had never read it, he just carried it around with him.

I'm making my dreams a reality. I love you.

-Allen

{End.}

I posted the wrong thing. Sorry. Here's the right one.

Anyway. This is the end. No more. Done. This is my first complete mult-ish-chapter story. Sorry it took so long to update, I wrote this chapter like three times. I didn't like the other ones I wrote. So... yeah. Thanks again, peeps. Review and let me know if you like the ending. Aagin, sorry I posted the wrong thing. I'm stupid. Don't mind me.

I'm out.