Chapter 1: Diary

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Hello Diary,
Today is April 18, 2083 and this happens to be my first diary so I guess I'll tell you who I am. My name is Brooklyn Knight, Brook for short. I have longish black hair and deep blue eyes. But the name everyone knows me by is Poison or X. I'll tell you the reason for my nick names later but first I think I should start from the beginning.

On June 30, 2050 something horrible happened. Everything hiding in the dark that we only thought was legends came out of there hiding, even the stuff in the back of your mind that haunts you when you sleep. They wiped out 3/4 of the world. But there's still some that hide, the stronger ones. The only reason we know their there is because one day the town a little ways down got completely slaughtered, in a way that we didn't recognize it wasn't the same as the others. We remember and learned what every monster we know by what it looks like and how it kills.

Those monsters that killed that town weren't in the book, the ways they killed were not any where near the ways regular monsters killed.

These 'things' shoved the humans body's into tree branches with there limbs ripped off and thrown on to the ground. They dug there fingers into the peoples back and ripped out just there spinal cord and stomped on their head and watched the suffer. It was like nothing we've ever seen before.

This is were the walls come in. On October 1, 2067 John Lewis Scott, started telling us we had to make some barrier to protect us from them. After a while with thinking we decided to build a stone wall bigger than 8 full grown trees stacked on top of each other. On May 13, 2074 the wall was complete, but in the time of building the wall John had come down very sick and pasted away in 2075. But like he wanted us to do we carried on.

But then something happened that made us all think the effort we put in was for nothing...

So How Was The First Chapter. Should I Carry On Writing? And Also These Are My Own Ideas Please Don't Steal Them.

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