The Parris Family Journal

The Letter Left at Their Door

They still don’t know who left it. But someone did. It was early barely light out. The air still held that just-woken stillness, the kind where the world hasn't quite decided if it's morning yet. Minato was the first one up.He always is. He shuffled into the kitchen, half-asleep, and stepped over something at the front door. He didn’t think much of it probably a grocery flyer or a delivery notice. But when he bent down, he realized it was just a folded piece of paper. No envelope. No name....

A Soft Look Inside Rika’s Journal

The night began with sketching again, which started out as just shapes. But without thinking, I started painting the outline of someone I didn’t recognize.

Noriko’s Secret Worry

Dear Unknown future reader, I don’t think I’ve slept properly in days. Not because anything’s wrong, but because if something were wrong I'd be the one who’s supposed to notice.The one meant to fix it. So I stay awake just in case i'm needed. Sometimes I think that’s all I am though. Just some glue that holds the family together. Of course no one asked me to do that, but no one told me I didn't have to be it either. Especially when my siblings have it so much easier. Minato...

UPDATE JULY 17TH: Thank you guys so much for all the support shown. We are making progress slow and steady! We are truly filling up this tank! Stevie, I wasn’t planning on breaking down this week. The kids were fed. The evening was calm. I’d just packed up some left over food I had made for dinner. It was homemade, hot, and of course I made too much of it and figured I’d drop it off to Darren and Raj as a surprise. They’ve always done more for me...

I didn’t notice the tulips were gone until this morning. They used to grow wild in the corner of the garden, the gentle blue and pinks danced in the sunlight, like a butterfly in a flower field. Someone once told me they looked like wax candy. I hated those candies. But she didn’t.

May's Entry 🌿 The Secret Meeting

"We saw seven doors that day… but it’s the one he didn’t speak of that haunts him most." Papa hasn’t said a word about the voice. Not about the journal. Not about the look in his eyes when it called out to him. So we did what any group of suspicious onion children would do:We called a secret family meeting. And by the end of it?We made a decision. If Papa won’t tell us who she was… We’ll go through that door ourselves.

Meet The Parris Family

Confused about who the little onions are and who this family is? Meet the Parris family will explain the basics of who they are!

April’s Entry 🗝️ Spring Cleaning

Date: April 5th, 2025 Weather: Crisp, but finally warming. The kind of day where the earth smells fresh, like it’s waking up. I spent the morning clearing out the garden, same as every spring. The ground’s still damp from last night’s rain, but the air feels lighter—like the season’s ready to turn over a new leaf. The kids were playing somewhere nearby, their laughter floating in and out of the quiet hum of the garden. I don’t know what made me stop. Just a feeling. Something about the way...