Kylie sat down and stared into space for a while. "Dad isn't home again. What has he been up to? Honestly, he's getting stranger and stranger." With that, Kylie opened the drawer and took out an orange diary. It looked identical to the one I had been reading earlier.
Kylie opened her diary and began writing a new entry.
I leaned forward and tried to see what she was writing. Just then, someone knocked rapidly on the front door.
"Who is it?" Kylie stood up and walked to the door.
I glanced at the diary. I only saw a date on the page. Kylie had not written any useful information. Hence, I followed her out of the room.
Bang, bang…
The knocking grew frequent.
"Who is it? So rude…" Kylie complained while walking to the front door. She reached for the handle.
I panicked and wanted to sto
