Prologue

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June 22, 2016

Dear Diary,

My name is Justine Ezarik and I have a lot of feelings about tonight. To be honest, I didn't think I would be writing in this journal. However,  I need to tell somebody. How do I explain this? If I told anyone, nobody will believe me. I'm not sure if I believe everything that has happened tonight. I thought I would write it down. Whatever is out there, it is now coming for me. I may not have much time left. For all I know, I could be dead by the time someone gets this. I'll start from the beginning.

I started having dreams. About a house. A house built without hands. And then one day, I received a letter and it became mine. Life had been breathed into a fantasy. But, it wouldn't let me sleep until I invited others.....

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