'Nov. 8th, 18XX
Dear journal, diary, whatever I would call it now...It's still there. The thing! It's simply driving me bonkers! Ever since I was put into this putrid world, I always saw it, I never knew what to even call it! Its teeth, eyes, everything about it sent me chills. I don't know anymore, am I going mad? Was /it/ always right? I can't say for sure, but, it told me once I would die. When I did, I would be a young man. I would be born in an whole new generation, my name would be Michael, and soon I would read this.
I'm so sorry, Michael..
Sincerely,
Adam.'
The boy dropped the journal, letting it hit the ground as he took
hello all! my name is kirsty, i used to go by a lot of things, mainly loveme7766 ! i decided to actually start fresh, since my account was when i was twelve or something and it's gross. i hope you like my newer stories ! ! <3 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i have a bunch of RP accounts on here but i usually RP on skype or notes so,,, lmao what things do i have accounts on? * facebook * youtube * twitter * skype * quotev * wattpad * skype
ask me for any of those things ** note, i might say no to some of them lmao it depends on who you are tbh