The Diaries of Lisa Lansing (Book) http://www.Writing.Com/main/books.php/item_id/1290888-The-Diaries-of-Lisa-Lansing From the Diary of Lisa Lansing - Age 21 - Missing and Presumed Deceased Book One - Part One I'll Always Be Your Friend By L. A. Powell Chapter One December - 1977 The pounding started shortly after midnight. It terrified me. I'd been left alone for the very first time, an...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:41:40 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521192 Chapter Two October - 1973 Les hurried to make hot cocoa while reading a note from Mom under his breath. He wadded it up and tossed it in the trash. "Get your shoes on, Lisa. We'll be late, I don't have all day to wait on you," he said. It was just before Halloween; the wind whistled as it struggled through th...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:42:05 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521195 Chapter Three In the kitchen, Kathy took a spoon from a mixing bowl as she read from her recipe book, a birthday gift from a nearby neighbor, Miss Lexey, a big, jovial woman who loved to cook. She brought us all kinds of cookies and pies. Kathy leaned back over the bowl to taste her new creation. It smelled like cinnamon. "What are...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:42:33 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521199 Chapter Four August - 1974 Kathy walked me to Benji's to make sure they were there. Benji greeted us at the back door. She shared a room with her sisters; there was only one bed so we made a pallet next to it on the floor. We talked most of the night, then fell asleep. I awoke once to see Benji step over me, and I saw her bro...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:42:56 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521200 Chapter Five The bus turned into a parking lot filled with more cars than I had ever seen. Towering over it stood a huge white brick building, several stories tall: The First Baptist Church in downtown Fort Worth. We went to Sunday school class, then attended the services. A man in a dark gray suit pointed to the back of the church for ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:43:32 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521201 Chapter Six Brian chased me to the back of the playground and up the slope to my house. I tripped on the sidewalk and slid, skinning my knees and tearing the palms of my hands on the jagged cement. Les and two friends of David's, Richard and Danny White, were talking at the back door. I screamed, "Richard." He was closest to ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:44:18 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521202 Chapter Seven Shortly after Les got me home, Kay took Benji away without a word. Kathy comforted me and convinced me to tell her everything. I broke down when it came to Benji, and Kathy cried too. Devastated, that night in bed, I thought about everything: Benji, the night before, her crying and the blood - us trying to wash it all away...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:44:39 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521203 Chapter Eight December - 1977 The clacking sound of a diesel engine increased to a roar as the fire truck nearest me pulled away. It forced Benji from my mind. A few people still milled around the Red Cross van collecting jugs of water. On the other side of the van, the girl I saw earlier peeked from behind it once more. ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:45:01 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521204 From the Diary of Lisa Lansing - Age 21 - Missing and Presumed Deceased Book One - Part Two Yellow Bandana by L. A. Powell Chapter One May - 1976 I sat on the front stoop of Charles Nash Elementary school and wished for one of those little red diaries I had seen at Leonard Brothers De...[Read Full Post] Wed, 03 Feb 2010 22:57:38 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521206 Chapter Two Paramedics shouted instructions at each other and asked questions over a hand-held radio. They pounded on David, stuck needles in him and loaded him onto a gurney. The shouting and pounding, though muffled when the doors of the ambulance were shut, left me trembling. The flashing lamps atop the ambulance and police cars gave me ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:45:43 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521207 Chapter Three August- 1975 I took a wet cloth and put it around my neck, and leaned out of the upstairs bedroom window. We kept the windows opened in the faint hope that a breeze would slide in and cool our apartment for even a few moments. I closed my eyes and enjoyed even the slightest breath of wind. "The high today,"...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:46:08 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521209 Chapter Four David entered the living room, followed closely by Richard White. "Les, we need to fix that damned lock. I got in way too easy that time," he said. David dressed like most of the projects teens. He wore a white tee shirt with the sleeves rolled up. A pack of cigarettes was tucked in the roll of his left shoulder. He ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:46:29 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521211 Chapter Five "I want my own case of Dr. Pepper. We can keep it hidden in the closet. Mom won't see it. And I want all the ice-cream I can eat for the next week. That's what I want or I'm not telling you." I turned around in the chair and faced the table with my arms folded on the cool, dull- gray Formica top. David ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:46:52 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521212 Chapter Six I awoke to a familiar scent in the room. I rolled over, still groggy but faintly aware of myself. I thought for a moment and tried to remember a dream. Someone had warned me not to look away from something I no longer recalled. I felt drained. In the dream I had been fighting or running. I raised up to the side of the bed, t...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:47:08 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521221 Chapter Seven Les spread peanut butter across his toast as David opened the back door. "Shit, it feels like a hundred degrees already." David walked through the apartment to the front door and opened it, too. He stepped out, and lit a cigarette as he allowed the screened door to slam behind him. I sat Sarah on the table, next to ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:47:29 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521224 Chapter Eight May - 1976 I read the sign above the door aloud as we entered: "Emergency room." It felt like the inside of the subway tunnels near our home and smelled of urine and body odor. People moaned, argued and wept in various corners. Blood leaked to the floor from two people lying on gurneys and rolled like a...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:47:53 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521227 Chapter Nine The nurse picked up the phone and I turned away. Les grabbed my hand and pulled me to the waiting room area. Richard White sat within the crowd with his arms crossed, but waved when he noticed us. He leaned over to a man with a gray, unshaven face and dirty clothes. He whispered something and the man jumped from the chair and ru...[Read Full Post] Sun, 08 Mar 2009 15:08:11 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/521243