DOARS- Week 7 Day 5- Respira De Nuevo

When will the chapters stop?!?!?! Right? Lol, well hang in there, we're almost caught up. Just one more day after this one.
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-Excerpt from Hector's Diary-
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The aliens keep me busy with their various assignments. Sometimes, or really most of the time, I think that they work me too hard. I'm still just a kid, I mean a teenager. I'm not an adult. I don't want to shoulder all this work alone, but at the same time I don't really want them turning to anyone else, either, when I'm capable. So I work my butt off and hope that the aliens survive after all. There's only a handful of them left, now. I try not to think about it, but I know that my buddy Rommich's life is counting on the work I do. I just wish it didn't all fall to me. What if I mess up? What if I can't find what they need? Will they all die?


I wish I could say that no part of me wanted that, but it would be a lie. It's no secret that I'd kind of like to watch the rest of simmanity go up in flames, or break down, or suffer, or cease to exist, or whatever. I can't help it, but I do fight it. Everyday. Still, though, when I feel like slacking off or just giving up, it's a hard thing to resist. I just keep trying to remind myself that I can rise above my natural traits.



My new assignment has to do with becoming physically fit. They haven't given me any details about why this is necessary, but I guess they have some grand scheme for me that involves strength or endurance or something.



























I could use a break from it all, though. Day in, day out, working all day with no free time, it's a lot for a teen to handle. Maybe I'll take the day off today, and just spend the day on me.
But what would I even do?
I don't have any interests or hobbies outside of the aliens. I've been focusing on them for so long, since I was just a kid, I'm not even sure who I am without them. What will I do with myself when the war is over? What kind of a person will I be?

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Dear Diary,




Today was a morning that you've seen a bazillion times already. Or well, it would have been, but I decided to break from routine. We've seen enough routine, haven't we? I mean, every once in a while you got to shake things up. So I'm going to!





I checked the weather online and it said that today was going to warm up, so maybe I'll take the kids to the park to skate, it's been a very long time since the family went out skating. If I remember correctly wasn't it just before Raquel was born? I think we'd all enjoy that. I mean, fun in the sun, what could be better?

While the kids spend the day at school, though, the day was much like the others. I cleaned the house. Just because I'm taking a day off doesn't mean that I don't want to keep my house clean. I mean, what if I didn't clean the house, then tomorrow I'd be so far behind on everything! We could possibly be buried alive in filth. Seriously. That would be awful.


Cycl0n3 spent time working on his very nice garden, which pretty soon would probably be replanted outside. I know it doesn't seem like the plants were inside for very long, but apparently if we hadn't gotten a head start on them we would have been in tight straights when it came to feeding ourselves.


Raquel came home from school and, after finishing her homework, decided to investigate this odd plant that is outside of our greenhouse.


Apparently, it had unexpected consequences. I hope that's just temporary; she doesn't look happy about that one bit!

The news that we were going to the park to skate cheered her up a bit. I invited Hector along, but he got very secretive and dodgy. Eventually I succeeded in convincing him to come along a little later, but I wonder what's up with that boy. You'd think some time to relax and have fun would be exactly what he needed after always working so hard!


Well, of course it started to rain on us. Both Cycl0n3 and Hector were supposed to show up later to skate with us, but the odds of that happening with it raining were slim at best. I wasn't too happy about that. This was supposed to be our family day and the rain had to ruin it!

Well, my hubby did show up. That made my day, it really did. Skating with him was fun, even though I didn't really appreciate the fact that he showed up in his underwear! Poor Raquel turned purple the minute she saw him. It was no surprise that she bailed and went home not too long after he got there.

After skating to our heart's content, Cycl0n3 and I went home and gardened a little together. He was so tired and it really needed to done, so I actually weeded and did some other stuff I had never done before! It was a bit scary, to be honest. I mean, I hope the plants don't end up dying! Cycl0n3 assured me that they'd be fine, but I think that's just because he wanted to go to bed sooner than later.

I wanted to check on Hector, since I hadn't seen him since he got home from school, but on my way to his room, the ambassador stopped me.
"Long time, no see," I greeted the little guy. He rolled his eyes.
"I've seen you every day."
"Yeah, that's not creepy at all." I said, ignoring my cell phone, which had become a habit, btw.
"Hector is ocupado and I'm not at liberty to reveal the nature of his occupation. Please kindly check back in the morning."
"Okaaay, is that all, or did you, like, want to fill me in on what in the world the gnomes have to do with the whole scheme. I've heard the alien's side and I'd kind of like to hear yours." I knew it was a long shot. The little creature laughed.
"Don't freak out," it ordered. Was it going to tell me? Really? My breath caught in my chest for a moment before it disappeared. Of course. I'm not really sure if I expected anything different. Well, Cycl0n3 had already retired for the night, and it was high time for me to do the same.

Trying to be cool and composed,

-Lynn Sw0rd

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-Excerpt from Hector's Diary-
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Forest took me to the side today and told me that Pat was ready. You remember Pat? My doll, my friend, the one that no one can see. Yeah, that one.

The thing is Forest doesn't know about her, or didn't. I was flabbergasted, he just smacked my arm and went on to his next class.

I think I stood in the hall way for a good 10 minutes, just thinking and trying to figure it out. Forest had hinted that he might be involved in the alien's war before, so I wasn't surprised that I got a cryptic message from him, just the content. Was Pat a part of this, too? What was she ready for?

When I got home from school 3 agonizing hours later, I brushed off my mom's attempt to talk to me. Something about breaks, or whatever, I wasn't paying attention. I had to figure out what was going on. Wait, going out to the park? I'd have the house to myself, excellent!

I started calling out to Pat for her to appear as she often would, but unlike all the other times I heard her appear in the living room.

"We'll need more space that we normally do, buddy," she said in her usual high pitched ethereal voice.

"What are you ready for?" I almost asked how in the world Forest knew about her, but it had to be the aliens. I couldn't think of any other answer. She laughed, which wasn't abnormal for her, she did giggle a lot, but she was still acting strange. Well, for one she was out in a main room, that was very unusual for her.

"You're so silly, you should have asked what you really wanted to know. You're right, of course, smart boy, Forest and the aliens and I are all connected. You'll find that most everyone knows a little something about our war, you see. From the gnomes or from their own experiences with the person known to your mother as Tony. Well, I'll also answer the question that you did ask. I'm ready for the potion, you know the one that the aliens have been prodding you to make for almost as long as you can remember. The one you were working on last night," she led the way to my lab table and pulled it out of the yellow container.

"That mixture was a bust, it didn't do anything. I should know, I tested it. Are you sure you're not looking for a different one?" Out of all the potions that I'd made that was the least impressive one. I laughed at myself when I put it together, even, because it was a far cry from my normal innovative chemistry skills. Judging by the scoff from Pat, she was absolutely certain she grabbed the right one. Well, I must say my curiosity was piqued, though when she led me back to the main room I was fully expecting nothing to happen.

And then she drank it. There were bubbles and sparkles and the floor even shook. It was very exciting and it hit me. She was the helper. The figment of my imagination was the person the aliens had sent to help me. My mouth went dry as I watched with anticipation and trepidation while she slowly took another form.

When I say slowly I mean it. The whole process took several hours. But then it was done, and standing before me in the flesh, unlike I had ever seen her before was Pat.

Pat was an alien.

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The big reveal! That was pretty exciting for me. I can't tell you how long I was waiting to introduce her! :)