Thursday

I scrambled down the hill to my village. When I reached the bottom, I ran up to a villager. I examined him, and realized it was my friend, Mike!

"Mike!" I yelled. I hugged him. "I missed you so much!" 

He didn't hug me back, so I 

backed up confusedly.

"Mike?" He looked fearful. He 

turned and ran, shouting, "H-help!

HELP!!!" He ran behind some haybales. Villagers came out and looked at me fearfully. 

"W-what? You guys don't remember me?" They all stepped back cautiously, and a few shook their heads. "I-i-it's me!" I said. "Luke!"

This did not calm them down. They looked at me like I was lying! 

I realized why they were afraid. There was a villager who didn't look like a villager and wielded a weapon. 

Even so, it felt hurtful. 

"Remember? Luke!" A few villagers seemed to remember me, though they said, "You are not Luke!" I nodded. "Yes! I'm Luke!"

This did not calm them down. I thought they might sick the iron golem on me, when I heard a voice. "Luke! You're alive!!!" My mom ran out from the crowd and hugged me.

"M-Ma!" I said, and hugged her back. 

"Luke! I thought you were dead!" I 

looked over her shoulder and saw my dad

approaching. "Dad! Oh, I missed you!" He came over and gave me a hug as well. 

"Why did you leave?" My mom asked. "Well..." 

I didn't feel like telling them about the man in my dream, so I just blurted out, "I wanted adventure."

"Luke!" She said. "That is no excuse to leave for a month and a half!" My dad nodded. "That's very dangerous," He examined me. "Though it seems you managed well." 

I nodded and told them I'd chosen a Guide. "But why did you 

choose Warrior?" My mom asked. I shrugged. "It seemed it fit me best."

Then, I told them I'd started a journal. "Well, I think that's very educational," Ma said. Dad nodded. "I agree. Good idea, son." I nodded. "Thanks."

My friends were standing around me, and then came up to me and started to ask me a ton of questions.

Like:

"How did you get that sword?"