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(Created page with "September 12th 2011 You can't say you've never had the feeling of being watched when you're alone, whether it's someone or something, we've all been watched at some point, but the first true experience of terror I felt from being watched was when I first noticed what it was that was watching me. I was only 7 at the time, and I first thought it was somebody in a scary mask, but the amount of times I've seen it now are countless and I honestly doubt that grotesquely defor...") |
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September 15th 2011
I only ever saw glimpses of it, as it never really showed more than two, or sometimes three, of its limbs at a time, because of this I was scared of its true size, but now I can describe its basic look for you.
September 21st 2011
I have no idea what it is, all I know is it watches me; I think I'm just insane and
October 5th 2011
I hate living in fear of it, but after a while, I got used to it until I realized how hostile it could be, it tortured me psychologically and physically, sometimes it would scratch me all over with its short blunt fingernails. That's when my family first thought I was hurting myself and trying to commit suicide, they also noticed the fact that my cat had been violently killed by it and they thought it was me. I never really liked Daniel, but he was always there for me. After his death, my parents were getting a bit concerned about me and sent me to see a psychologist every Thursday, but I knew she couldn't help and after two sessions, it just got more violent and she ended up being 6 feet under within the next four weeks, missing her heart, stomach and a lot of entrails which had been stapled to her office wall to spell out
October 16th 2011
They all started fighting with each other and they split up, and then my dad moved out. I was left alone in my house a lot because my mum went out on drinking binges, but after my dad was killed by it, she just stayed in her room all day. I won't go very far into details, but he was found missing two of his limbs and his face had been torn off. There was so much blood it was almost too much for even some of the police to stand. I asked it to stop at some point. I don't remember when, but it just got angry and hit me some more, I tried to hit back, but it just held me down as if it felt nothing; no pain or emotion, it just felt rage and the need to cause pain in
October 25th 2011
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October 31st 2011
This is going to be the final entry in my diary, as
Don't think
DON'T DENY THE TRUTH.
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