Entry 10 "Sounds"

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29/8/22

So, yesterday night at midnight when I started to try to sleep I heard those weird sounds like those tubes with seeds in to imitate the rainfalls, but also a mix with the wind chime (for who knows).
That's wasn't loud at all, but really odd.
There never been this sound in my room or my house.
I was doing a face to face with the wall so I ignored and pretended I was sleeping.

I don't remember at all my dreams, like most of the nights.

That's annoys me so much to never remember my dreams and the most I remember are about Him so.
I can't say I don't dream because we can't don't dream, that's scientifically impossible. I don't know if that's because of Him or because I surely have this shitty mental disorder. Anyways we don't really care already.

Also this morning at 9am I think I heard some loud footsteps coming from my sister's room probably. Already she was on the first floor, so, she wasn't in her room (my house have got many floors so yeah).

Already I don't know why but I want to wake up at 4-5am this morning so I'm gonna do it.

Oh and I am reading an apparently "creepypasta investigation" but this girl is just writing her life and there's zero researches in it, also there's apparently so many creepypasta who are messing with her like : Slenderman, Jason the toy maker, Eyeless Jack, BEN, and there's probably "a proxy watching her from a tree". I am so bored from those people who don't want anything to happen to them but they have all the attention of the creepypasta and at the same time they probably hate them... And don't, please, the connotation of "investigation" if you're just telling you're experiences. I know that I didn't done to much researches but I have so many things to do and I don't have the energy to. Okay just wanted to talk about this a bit.

I think I am gonna start to write the date at the beginning of all my next chapters.

Do not fall into madness!
-L

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