I'm not feeling too good.

I think, lately, I've been on a really good run of not getting ill too much. But today has been bad. I've felt ill all day, and now I'm aching, I really don't feel so good.

Luckily, I don't have to wake up early for school tomorrow because I don't have any lessons until the afternoon.

Anyway.

I'm going to bed now.

I'm feeling like crap, so I'll probably only listen to some music and then get to sleep.

Night!

I'm really sick

Of doing back work now. I'm not being funny, but that's all I've done is redraft my individual investigation. I mean, I know it's on a subject I chose. And something that I find interesting, but the interest kinda goes away after you've done it like, what? Forty different drafts of it.

I really hate it.

It seems like I've finished it for now. I hope I have because I might just go crazy if I have to do it one more time....

Anyway...

I'm going to go to bed now...

Night!

Can't be a long post

My mum is turning off the wifi soon because she's sick of having a flashing blue light as she's trying to sleep at night.

It's making it really difficult for me to do late night work.

Not that I do much of it anyway...

Moving on.

So, I've basically done nothing all day, and I've done nothing all night. Of course, but would you expect me to be doing work at this point?

Nope.

Well,

Anyway.

I'm going to bed now.

Night!

I made my first and second choice

Universities today.

I was really nervous doing it, but, to be honest with you. Since doing it, I haven't really felt any different.

I've put Surrey as my first choice and then Aber as my second.

It's one of those moments of my life that are going to change the outcome of my life.

I knew I wasn't going to be staying close to home.

It's not that I hate my home. I hate Swansea. I find that there's nothing in Swansea worth staying for. I mean, if I had someone with me, something that I liked about Swansea, then I might be more accommodating. But there isn't.

Nothing about Swansea persuades me to want to stay here.

I do just hate it here.

This is just something I've been feeling recently. It's not bothered me until now. Until I've started wanting to go far away to University. I've always known I want to go far away for University. The idea of staying home for university just sickens me, and I really don't understand how someone would even want to consider staying here after living here for 18 years of their life.

Two of my friends are staying in Swansea.

Oh, well,

Not much I can do about it really...

Moving on from the awfully pessimistic thoughts...

I'm going to bed now...

Night!

I should have really explained

That I wasn't going to be blogging yesterday.

I was at a party, and any chance of getting me to blog in the state I was in yesterday was basically non-existent.

Anyway. It was a good party, though, I did wake up a little disorientated and feeling ill. And since then, like every part of my body has been aching.

I guess I must have done something last night that I don't remember. Or did some sort of drunken work out....

Moving swiftly forward.

Going to bed now.

Night!

So, I'm thinking

Friday's will probably be the 'post a new chapter' day of the week. At least then, I'm on a schedule of writing, and it's something I can keep up with and something that's stable for me.

I mean, I love writing, but I can never find the time to write anything down....

So, here you are:...

Chapter 1

The group of people in front of me had not said another word.

“Where are my friends?” I asked.

“Do not worry, they got back to Ovid safely. It’s just you that got here.” One of the group replied. After I’d been left standing there gawping at the news that they’d just given me, the group went off and did their own thing, only one stayed behind to make sure nothing happened to me.

“So, why am I here?” I asked.

“Because you know where the Tome is.” He replied monotonously.

“Look man, I told Nicholas this, and I’ll tell you this, I have no idea where it is. I don’t even know what you’re talking about.” I replied, anger slipping into my voice. One thing just went to another. I never got a chance to relax.

“Trust me, you’ll find it in yourself to remember soon enough.” He replied.

“And how do you figure that?”

He didn’t answer. He turned on the TV.

“No news has yet to be given about the whereabouts of Danny Istari or Danny Smith. Though both families are grateful for the return of their children.” A news reporter said. I looked up at the TV. There they were. Hayley and Jesse being held by their crying parents.

“No serious injuries have been found on either of the two teens. Which leads us to question why did Danny Smith and Danny Istari get such fatal treatment. More information will come your way as we receive it.” The news reporter finished and the TV channel was turned over.

“Happy now that you know you’re friends are okay?” He asked snidely.

“I guess so. When do I get to go home?”

“Soon.” He replied. What’s with all this damn vagueness? I hate it all.

“Why am I here?” I aksed the leader of the group. “And I don’t want some vague crap answer.”

“We have been ordered to protect you. From the magicians.”

“You do realise that I’m one of them too, right?” I asked, staring at him suspiciously. He wasn’t telling me something. Well, he wasn’t telling me a lot.

“Yes, we know who you are. We’ve been aware of your escapades as Istari and human.” He said to me, but he didn’t look at me as he said it.

“So, why are you trying to protect me from the magicians?”

“Because you’re not after the Tome.”

He left quickly after that.

I have to get out of here.

“Danny Istari. We need you for something.” One of the many members of the Resistance said to me. I didn’t even bother attempting to get their names. They all look the same to me.

“What do you need me for?” I asked, walking into the room that I’d been directed to cautiously.

“What we need you for Danny Istari is a mission of utmost importance.” The leader said, looking at me with seriousness in his eyes.

Hope you enjoyed. This one was slightly longer than the prologue. I'm basically trying to do the same as last time, where the chapters got longer as the story goes on...

Anyway.

Got a team building day tomorrow for Greggs. Should be fun...

Night!

To be honest with you.

I don't really have much to talk about.

So, I'm just going to give you the Prologue to Forget, which is the sequel to Remember. (Which can be found here under 'Do you Remember Me?' Which was the working title...)

Have fun!

“We are the Resistance.”

“The what?” I asked, stupefied.

“The Resistance.” He answered simply, it was not helpful. I couldn’t sense that they were magicians, so the group in front of me were humans, how did they know I’d end up here? Who are these guys?

“And what’s the Resistance?” I asked.

“The Resistance are an elite group of humans, joined for the cause.” The cause? This guy can’t get any more vague; obviously he’s winning millions of awards for being the most vague guy in the universe.

“What cause? I wasn’t aware that there was a problem…”

“We defend the Tome. We will do anything in our power to make sure it doesn’t get into the wrong hands.”

I was officially stumped. I did not know what to do in this case. I didn’t even know what the Tome was to begin with; let alone what it was supposed to be now…

This is currently in first draft mode, as is with everything else I write on here. And it's not all that long, but it's a prologue, it's not supposed to be long...

Anyway.

Night!