Michael Afton Diary

Michael Afton - Part 4

19 October 1983

My father hid you. He read everything in you, diary. I need a better hiding place now.

                                                                                                                            H3lp m3

23 October 1983

I don't remember writing "help me." It can't have appeared out of nowhere, can it? And why would William write that? 

Unless it wasn't William... But then who could it have been?

                      1 h4t3 th1s g4m3

1 November 1983

This handwriting reminds me of C.C.'s writing. But the difference is that it exchanges the letters for numbers.

No, seriously whoever did this answer me now. (Yes I said that out loud, diary. I'm not dumb)

                                                                                                                                                            1t's m3.

Man, that's not funny. I'm scared. 

                 M1k3y 1s sc4r3d? S0rry...

2 November 1983

I told William, he said I might be crazy enough to be talking to myself. I think he's right, I am going mad with all the responsibility and guilt that haunts me.

I urgently need a psychologist.

4 November

First day at the psychologist.

It wasn't that bad. I finally got it off my chest with someone.

I'm feeling better, and the writing has stopped.

I think I'm not crazy anymore.

I hate to think I was crazy, but it's the most logical answer possible.

Besides, it's better than me talking to C.C.'s ghost. 

7 November 1983

Bro, what the fuck happened tonight? I'm going to see if anyone from my school has experienced something similar.

If anyone reads this, what could animatronics be wanting to kill you? It was too real to be just a bad dream.

                                                                                                   p00r m1k3y

10 November 1983

Oh no.

To

To

William

If that's you, stop

Please

11 November 1983

I talked to the psychologist about my "nightmares". She said it's my trauma. She said I will get better soon, but it may take months. It's been 3 nights with them already.

I don't want to spend any more nights.

13 November 1983

I don't want to do it anymore.

These nightmares only get worse.

24 November 1983

I'm going insane.

I just kicked William and he said I was strong enough to kill someone. He didn't say that, did he? It was in my head. Right?

30 November 1983

Today is my 14th birthday.

Yet William ignores it.

I think he hates me.

He was relatively impressed when I killed CC. He even smiled.

No.

What am I thinking?

I can't kill someone else.

But...

Animals would be good training.

No.

No.

Don't let that motherfucker manipulate you so easy.

6th December 1983

The days are getting worse, William must be too busy, upset or whatever with me since he doesn't even make food for me anymore. I had to learn how to cook.

8 December 1983

I asked him why and he simply said:

"You're old enough to cook for yourself."

Is that serious?

I'm only 14 fucking years old!