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Echoes Before It Happens - Part 17: Zaiyen’s Diary

 📓 Echoes Before It Happens: Zaiyen’s Diary  

🗓️ Part 17: One Diary, Two Realities  

✍️ By Zaiyen


Ameya and I sat in silence —  

two strangers connected by something we didn’t write.


We both had pieces of a diary.  

Same stories.  

Same handwriting.


But some pages… were **different**.


In her version, my sister never disappeared.  

In mine, her father never died.


Both versions true.  

Both memories real —  

but in **different timelines**.


---


We laid the diaries side by side.


Same entry.  

Different outcomes.


> Me: “I saw the shadow figure in the hallway.”  

>  

> Ameya: “There was no shadow. There was *me* standing there, calling your name.”


What is this?


Not a dream.  

Not a lie.


But **two layers of reality** merging  

because someone — or something —  

is trying to connect us.


---


And then the page turned by itself.


Both diaries.  

At the same time.


And we read the line together:


> “Only one of you can finish the story.”


---


I looked at her.  

She looked at me.


What does that mean?


If she writes the final page…  

do I disappear?


If I do…  

does her world fall apart?


---


We decided to try something no one warned us about:  

We **wrote in the diary at the same time.**


Two hands.  

Two realities.  

One page.


And the words glowed:


> “You’ve broken the timeline rules.”


Suddenly, the room changed.


Paintings twisted.  

Clocks spun backward.  

The lights flickered into darkness.


And one final line appeared between us:


> “The author is waking up.”


---


Who is the author?


And if they’re waking up…


What happens to the story?


🖋️ — Zaiyen


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