Isolated, a story by Arianna ^day eight, finally!^

Thanks, Mo!

Coolio.

Neato, I loves it! Write more soon please.

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I like it so far.

Thanks! I'll write more tomorrow.

Ha, I loved that! Write more soon please.

I hate new cameras. xP

Nice job.

Thanks.
I'm still working on it.

Good job. :-)
Poor Anita. I wonder what's in the box...

Ooh! Me likey!

Hmm, I shall write more... soon. I've written a lot during Nano.

Awesome I can't wait!

Hello, Diary.
Yesterday was... exciting, to say the least. I suppose that a minute-by-minute recount would be to detailed, so I'll just do a quick list on what happened after I wrote my diary entry.
After I wrote the entry, I 'went to bed'. Of course I didn't go to sleep. Well, maybe I closed my eyes for a few seconds, but that was only because I knew they weren't coming yet. Anyway, I stayed in my bed for a long time. I just stared up at the ceiling, looking at where they had came in. And they needed to come some time, so I might as well just look, is basically what I thought.
Then I heard a sound. I looked up at the spot on the ceiling where they came in, then squeezed my eyes closed as much as I could with still being able to see anything. This time only one person came down - a lady. She had pitch black hair - or at least, that's what I think, and she seemed irritated. She wasn't very nice, because she didn't give me any more food (which I'm running out of - all I have is milk) and she gave me a ton of worksheets. I'm not going to do them, anyway, I'm rebellious, but just the thought of being wanted to do all that work isn't a nice one. I'll forgive her for that, but I can't forgive her for replacing the cameras.
Yes, she replaced the cameras. With nice, shiny, new ones. I already looked - they can't be broken. They have this kind of plastic coating over them, which makes them, with what I have to destroy them, pretty much indestructible. The lady put another one up, on my desk. And she also brought something else. It's a box. I haven't dared to open it. It's sitting on my desk, next to all the worksheets. I just stare at it. I'm afraid to open it. I don't know what will be in there. Probably another camera. Or a torture device.
The lady wasn't in the room for long - probably two or three minutes as a max. I think that she might have guessed that I was awake, because my original plan of trying to find out how they locked the trapdoor on top was spoiled. They turned *both* the light in the room above me and in my room off, so everything was pitch black. I couldn't see anything at all, so that was very useless. And very annoying for me.
There's really not much more to say. Hopefully I'll have more of an opportunity to understand how everything works... tomorrow. I'm tired.
Goodnight,
Anita

Uhhh, just a question why are you resposting the old chapter??

I added like, 1 paragraph. xD It was a WIP on the last post. xD

Ohhh, I see xD

Lawl, I need to write more. xD But I'm in the middle of this AWESOME chappie for Imprisoned.

Whoa... I somehow missed something here. *goes back to read previous pages*

Arianna wrote:Lawl, I need to write more. xD But I'm in the middle of this AWESOME chappie for Imprisoned.

You have a thing with the letter I don't you? Imprisoned,Isolation what's next island? Because that would be really funny!

Oooh, and don't forget Inside the Rainclouds.

Lol, well, I don't know which paragraph was the new one, but I think I may have noticed it was different. xD Good job!

Haha, yeah. I'll need to remember that when I start another story. xD

C'mon, Ari, you gotta post more!

Yes! You do!