May 1, 1900

Jack walked out of the room now empty because she was gone. He walked back out to the square where he found Elmer and Mush,

"Hey, have you seen Squirt? We were supposed to prank Weasel right about now."

"She had to leave."

"She didn't say goodbye." Jack walked over to the paper wagon and climbed up on top of it,

"I know that some of you may be wondering where Squirt is. She had to leave, and some of you may be wondering why she didn't come to say goodbye. The thing is she wasn't from the year 1899, well now 1900, she is from the year 2019. She was from 120 years in the future, the reason she didn't say goodbye is she didn't know she was leaving today. We managed to get the portal to open and she had to go before it closed back up." A small murmur went through the crowd of newsies, Jack could see a few newsies leaving the square and Jack climbed back down. He walked back to the lodging house he could see someone climbing onto the roof. He also noticed someone on the porch with an animal, it was Crutchie stroking Palomas head.

"So you heard," Crutchie nodded his head as Jack sat down next to him,

"I just think of how she was and how much she helped us and she just had to leave so fast."

"Yeah," they sat there in quiet until they heard a small, soft voice coming from the roof,

"Fall is here, hear the yell, back to school, ring the bell, brand new shoes, walking blues, climb the fence, books, and pens, I can tell that we are gonna be friends, I can tell that we are gonna be friends."

"Oh no," Jack whispered, he climbed up the side of the building to see someone laying down on the roof,

"Walk with me Suzy - Lee, through the park and by the tree, we will rest upon the ground, and look at all the bugs we've found, safely walk to school without a sound, safely walk to school without a sound." Jack climbed up to the roof and sat down next to Jojo.

"Hey." he didn't answer,

"Upset?" Jojo nodded his head,

"It's just all the stuff she said about the family we had, and then she is a part of our family. It's just hard that she had to leave so fast."

"Yeah, I know. Her leaving is going to be hard, but she went back to where she belongs."

"I know, doesn't make it less hard."

"It definitely doesn't."

September 11, 2019

Life is so much less exciting when I have to go to school, I got yelled at to take my bandana off because it wasn't school approved. I got kinda annoyed now I just carry it in my pocket.

May 2, 1900

Everything seemed less quiet without having to worry about Squirt running around or breaking something. Jack climbed through the window and saw Morris sitting on a bed holding a stack of papers. He went and sat down next to him, he looked up from the papers.

"She used to leave these around all the time, it wasn't unlike her to leave her writings around."

"Yeah, I used to have to fight her for paper." Morris handed him a paper, in her scrawly handwriting was written,

I saw Finch at the lake again, I wonder why he is always throwing rocks in it. It actually looks very stress relieving, maybe I should try it sometime.

"Don't start Kelly I already knew."

"You did?"

"She told me when you and Morris switched bodies."

"So it wasn't weird for you when she left?"

"No it was, and I'm not saying I don't miss her because I do but she couldn't stay here forever."

"Yeah."

September 3, 2019

We were in world history today and we are about to start learning about WWI, but there is a section about the newsboy's strike of 1899, so here's how that went down.

"Open your books to page 394." We all flipped our books to the page and I saw it was about the newsies, finally, all my hard work would pay off!

"So the leader of the strike was Jack Kelly, he was seventeen when the strike happened to make him one of the oldest boys. Mr. Kelly also liked to draw and drew pictures of many people in the group. A few of his drawings can be seen on the right side of the page." I looked over to the drawings on the side to see one of Crutchie, then one of Race, Albert, and Jojo, one of Santa Fe, then one face I could recognize that face right away as my own. It was a picture similar to one of his mother's that I had seen. Eli said,

"That looks a lot like you Cecilia, so what's up with that?"

"Probably someone who just looks similar to me."

"It could be one of your relatives, Cecilia," Mr. Smith replied,

"Guess we'll never know," I said quickly.

May 4, 1900

Jack found Elmer and Mush sitting in front of her set painting again. They sit there and stare at it every day.