Exploaring Old Billding
Jan 29: I am getting reel spewked about deer old dad. tooday he sed "Ive ben wurking outside all day. My boans are aking." It hought it was strainge, becaws onley skelleytins have boans. It coodn't be that dad is terning into a... of corse not. Skelleytins don't exist.
Feb 6, It's bean more then a weak sense I last rote in this jernal. Ive bean watching dad mor closeley sense last weaks' happennings. I reelized sum thing though: if my dad wer a skelleytin, woodn't I be haff skelleytin? Oar... mabe I'm just trying to convince myself that he isnt a skelleytin?
Feb 7: I had another reelizashin. Mabe my reel dad is actualy hiddenn sum wear and who i think is dad is actualy a skelleytin wearing a dad costume? I'm going too keap observing him.
Feb 26: I halve bean neglecting to rite in this jernal becaws ive ben too bizzy keaping an aye on dad. Hes ben acting strainge recently.
Feb 31: Tooday, dad sed "ouch, I bumped my skul agenst a shelf!" This is geting reel spooky. Evrybody noes that only skelleytins halve skuls. Ive got too find out the trooth. Why wood he revele his identitty as a skellyetin thou? Mabe it was a froidyan slip?
Mar 10: I am loosing my mind thinking about weather my dad is a skelleytin or not. tonite, I aminviting sum frends over to do a sayonce to find out if skelleytins are in my house or not.
Mar 11: The sayonce last nite shoed that negative (skeleytin) inergy is in the house. Ime getting reeley scared now.
Mar 20: I halve locked myself in my rume. My parents left to go to the stor. Pore mom has no idea she is going with a posibal skelletin. Ime going to sneek into there rume to sea if I can find evidents. I will update what happens in this jernal when I get back.
The jernal ended their. The rest of the paiges wer blank. I thot too myself "whoever rote this jernal nevar finished. They went into they're parents rume, and nevar came out. I reelised "waite a minuet! Ime in the very house rite now! I can go sea what's up their" Slowly, I crept up the stares to the secind flore of the house. It was dark so I shined my flashlite around to sea. I came to a large dore marked "mastar bedrume" I thot "this must be the mastar bedrume". very carefuly, I open'd the dore, not knowing what I wood finde.
AND THEN A SKELETON POPPED OUT
Credited to cottonheadedninnymug
Originally uploaded on July 28, 2014
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