Dear Diary,
Let me just start by saying that I am so unnerved and pissed I could explode. My legs are acting up and I haven't been sleeping well (when I actually have time to sleep might I add).
It's almost damn midnight and I woke up due to noise, I think. I'm not sure. But getting to the point I looked to the direction of the noise and saw a huge spider running over my portrait and dissapearing.
I found a web, but there's no sign of the spider. Needless to say I drowned my room in doom and I hope everything in there that isn't me, or my bad attitude will drop dead.
I am terrified of spiders and I have been bitten by a brown reculse at home once before. It hurts like a bitch and eats a damn hole out of your body.
The problem now is that I had to take a few different medications to calm my legs so I could get to sleep, and I have had one episode of vivid hallucination before.
It's so frustrating not knowing if what I saw was real and if I should be scared. I am tired but I don't want to go back to my room.
I hate spiders. Why the hell were they made! Get freaking birds to eat bugs we don't need spiders to balance out the ecosystem.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Your faithful Havoc child.
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AcakThis is the diary of a Havoc Child. A child caught up in fights and pain. A child with too much to say, too much to feel, and nowhere to turn.
