Day one
My name is Jamie and this is the start of my diary, i am 13 years old and yes you're probably wondering why a 13 year old boy has a diary. Well i don't have many friends so i decided to write to myself so i can read it later on; in my boring life.
Theres a new man just moved in next to us, he was single and he said he just got out of prison one month ago. My spine shivered with fear like a ghost going through my body and i asked him; why he was in prison, but he turned his back on me and shoved his boxes in his house sniggering at me.
It's late at night and i've been hearing some strange noises like a squeeling pig. I tried to ignore it but i can't, it's to loud to just ignore it.
So i quickly walked to my parents room and shaked them, until they woke up. After a few shakes they woke up i told them that i've been hearing strange noises, my mum and my dad picked up there tourches; walking over to the mysterious house.
