The Man in Two (a short horror story)

The Man In Two

My name is Taylor Hall, I'm only writing in this journal because weird stuff has been happening to me. I feel like I'm in danger, like the end for me is near but I want to write this before something happens to me, and I want people to know what could've happened. Also, I only write about events that are weird or scary. I don't want this to be about my personal life but more about my personal experience. I call this chapter the man in two because of this first event I've noticed. Yesterday I was hanging out with friends at a movie theater. We walked home because we never thought to bring a car, and we thought about getting drunk but we never did. but besides the point, since my friends Sarah and Martha live on the other side of the city we live in I had to walk alone. I would like to mention I live in a small city in Ireland, it's not too small but it sometimes is empty at night so you should know how terrifying it would be to walk alone at night when it is pitch black. While walking home I heard some slight noise while walking near an alleyway, I then stupidly looked over there and saw this man. The man had a tan jacket, and tan jeans, the man also had a black hood on, one thing looked wrong about him. I could see his skull. His face looked like a two-face from the dark knight trilogy, blood was dripping from half of his face where his face was cut in half exposing his skull. I looked down at him holding a bloody knife. I was in shock standing there while the man was staring into my soul. In the other half, you couldn't see what looked like, his skull was red from all the blood. I looked around to see if anyone was near and if something happened to me, but nobody it was like a ghost town. I then made the decision of screaming and run away. I then made another stupid decision to see if he was still in that alleyway because he never followed me. I looked back but he was never there, it was creepy, something else. I don't know what to say about this experience, but ever since this experience I've been hearing a lot of stuff that isn't normal, like demonic screams coming from my closet, I never hear these things when my friends are around or when my sister comes to visit. yesterday is the day that truly made me want to write this, I was going to my storage room to grab my other laptop with my writing stuff because I wanted to write a new story. But I'd like to say that this all isn't made up. But the storage room was under the stairs to my second floor where my rooms are and when I opened it I saw the man in two as I called him. But I only saw his head this time. I closed my eyes expecting him to kill me so I wanted to close my eyes and wait to get over with it, but I opened my eyes after a minute of nothing happening, and the head was gone. He couldn't have walked away. I was standing in the doorway that would stop him. I think it only got worse since yesterday, I've been seeing him in front of me and then I close my else and he's gone again. I don't even think it's a he or a human though. so next time I see him I'm grab a knife and stab him, to see if he's real or not. I plan to make a huge cut where his belly is supposed to be.

The next week,

so I just got out of a mental hospital. but to explain how I have to go back a week, the day I planned to kill that thing. so at like 3 am, I was going to get a drink and I felt somebody behind me so as fast as I could I grabbed a knife and slashed his belly area, and guts fell to the ground. he just stood there staring into my eyes he was like 1ft and 6 inches bigger than me, I am like 5'10 so it's scary. but I tried to stab the place where his heart is but he grabbed my hand when I almost and he harshly stabbed my left eye, I then fellow out my window, and blood was everywhere. my neighbor woke and called the police. the police saw me on the ground and brought me to a mental hospital saying I tried to kill myself, but there were guts all over my floor that couldn't have come out of my eye. I went back there today and those guts were still there. I'm kinda scared now, this thing has human guts, it can bleed, and it's real, but I hope it's not. for once I hope I'm just scary, I'm praying to god I am but then it would still be hurt. I lose if it's real or not. I need help but nobody will ever believe me, this all just sounds like some Reddit fake horror story. it's not thought. anyways I can't sleep anymore I won't sleep into I kill that thing, I want it gone.

A month later,

I told my friends a month ago that this has been happening they ignored me and Sarah blocked my number but Martha told me to get help because I was too crazy. I've been seeing a therapist but this guy keeps calling me a crazy bitch, what the fuck. well, I haven't heard or seen anything much.

so I'm just updating again, he's been talking to me, and he told me that I should hide for thou he shall find. I don't understand that much but I guess he wants to kill me, its 2am again, it seems he's always here at 3am but that's just a coincidence. but every time I hear his voice it's from the closet, I might and go check it out.

so umm I decided not to and leave my house for an hour, one slight problem was all my mirrors have been broken with the glass all over the floor, and all of the pages of my diary from my school years were ripped up. the walls had blood and guts on them, the closet door was broken and off, and my rooms were messy. I took pictures of this I will upload them to the internet later but I'm more focused on surviving, I'm gonna just go hide under my stairs.

last update, but I'm stuck here I don't think he's here but I can't open the door and it's burning in here, my face feels like it's burning, I think I smell a fire. he's done something to my house that can't be repaired. I'm just sitting here to the end, I don't have my phone, so I'm done for, goodbye.

SORRY BUT THIS JOURNEY HAS BEEN DISCONTINUED.

so authors note:

I'd just like to say it wasn't discontinued I just want to say that in bold it's the man in two writing, and underline is me writing talking as the author, but normal as of course being Taylor. anyways this was my 2nd horror story but basically 1st because that one I didn't try that as much as this one. also, the 1st was in 6th grade and I never published it so. I will probably make a Remake of that story because it's terrible.