Journal of the Cursed

BACKSTORY

TRIGGER WARNING’S

This book contains sensitive topics, like physical violence, emotional violence, spiritual violence, psychological violence, verbal abuse, which also may involve sexual topics, profanities or blasphemies, and disturbing mature content that perhaps be unpleasant and not preferable to very young audiences.

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Please also do note that this story does not worship or idealize violence, murder, and any actions of crime.

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Reverline Woods, Texas 1666

Lizeith Fallen, is a humble and kind young lady of her town Reverline Woods. Everybody knows her for being a great seamstress and a good story teller, every children in her town loves her stories even the children’s parents. They love how unique and different her stories are.

Her journal is also noticeable since she always carry it around, even when she’s story telling.

One sunny day, Lizy wasn’t on the right mood. The clothes she tailored wasn’t that good, it was very different from her past works. Julia, her co-seamstress asked her, “Are you okay, Lizy? It seems you’re not on yourself.” Julia asked her worriedly.

Lizy looked at Julia’s eyes and just smiled a little, “I’m fine, Julia. It’s just that.. I don’t think I’m in the mood. I’m sorry.”

“Are you sure? You look very pale.” Julia was about to touch Lizy’s face when Lizy stood up and looked away.

“I’m fine. I already said I am.. don’t need to check on me. I just don’t feel sewing right now, maybe I’ll just go ahead and tell my new stories to the children..” Lizy gave Julia a small smile and left.

She went to the park, it’s only noon that’s why there’s only a few people and the children are still not in here. She sat on one of the bench and stared at the sky.

“Oh, my lovely Lord, if you’re hearing me please guide me. I.. I don’t want to die, I know what I’ve witness can make my life be miserable and if not, it’ll make my life shorten.” Lizieth whispered into the air. “Why.. my dearest Lord? Why can you let that happen? If you’re really real.. and if you really love us, your creation.. why did you let that happen?” A single tear escaped her eye.

She hold on to her journal and went to the page where she wrote down the things she had witness, the unsolved crime of the milkmaid. And then, a group of men approached her. She instantly closed her journal.

“Lady, can we see your journal? We have an inspection going on because there’s an intruder who stole some important documents from the chapel.” One of the men told her.

“I can’t just give this to you. This is my personal space!” Lizieth hugged her journal but the men insisted and tried to grab her journal.

She stood up and run away from them. The men was fast and catched up to her, they were about to punch her when children with heir parents started to gather in the park. They’re waiting for Lizy’s another set of stories.

Lizy’s eyes pierced into one person, his eyes was also pierced into her. She’s looking at him with fear.. a man with a power, how can a young lady like her supposed to outpower her?