Dear Journal

Entry #3

October 23rd, 2014

Well.. It's been a while since I wrote in this shaggy old book, even though I only filled up two pages.. I think? Yep. Riley is just an idiot now. He put a fork in my microwave and nearly blew the whole wall out. We ended up laughing it off but the sound of the loud pop and bang scared the living crap out of me.

I'm having harsh migraines lately. Probably from stress. God and it feels like my stomach is going to fall out of my ass. I'm having anus cramps if that's even a thing. Everytime I feel a pain down there I always say "Ah my anus." Haha, I'm a real dumbass sometimes.

Anyway Riley has been spending the night and I swear ever since he's been over freaky shit is starting to happen. Two light bulbs busted, one didn't work, and I hear loud footsteps at night. I'll never tell Riley this but sometimes when I hear footsteps I cling to his back while he's sleep.

Sorry but I don't play with shit I can't see or can't hurt. If it's me verse's what ever demonic shit is out there, I'm fucking loosing!

Well, my Enchiladas are done, and Riley is calling me from the bathroom. He might need some tissue paper. Oh well.