Entry 1.
To whoever is reading this, you may not know my name nor my gender. You will only refer to me as Author and as they. I am afraid that if I disclose any personal information about myself they will find me.
Anyway, you must be wondering by now how I got myself into this mess. Well, I'll explain it.
I first gotten myself into this mess when I was around 15, I was on my way to school when I clipped, clipped from reality I mean.
I woke up in these weird rooms— I call these rooms 'The Rift Rooms' I am not sure what the official name of these rooms are. I'm not entirely sure on how I can explain what the rooms look like, but imagine your grandmother's wallpaper in her house, brown and old fashioned— quite odd now that I go back to when I first entered these rift rooms, not sure how long it's been. . . I should probably leave now, shouldn't be in the same place at once.
YOU ARE READING
The Rift Rooms
ParanormalYou, the reader- find a mysterious journal on the sidewalk near a school building that seemed to have been left alone for around twenty-fives years. You seem to have taken an interest in this journal, you take it home and read the contents of the jo...
