1/24/2011
12:34 pm
I didn't want to sleep in my own room tonight. I'm afraid of it. As soon as my parents went to their own room I turned all the lights on. I'm now afraid, not of the dark, but of what lurks in it.
After my parents fell asleep at about 12:27, I moved to go sleep in the bath tub. I brought all my blankets and pillows and am now sitting in there writing in this notebook.
I decided to write in this book what has happened to me over the time the deamons visited me. One day, when I'm dead, because of the deamons or not, I hope someone reads this and knows whet I've gone through.
I just pray no one reads this untill I'm dead, or I may spend the rest of my life in the loony bin for seeing things others may not believe in.
I'm going to try to sleep. I just hope I am safe here.
2:15 am
The bathroom is right next to my room. I can hear something in my room. Bumping around, making the occasional hiss. I fear for my life. What could I have done to deserve this?
4:02 am
I just moved into my room. My dad wakes me up at 6:20, and it would be super weird to find your only daughter sleeping in the bath tub. I read my book untill 6:00 when I pretend to be asleep for my dad.
If I die and my parents find this, I love you.
I love you.
YOU ARE READING
Amanda's Notebook
HorrorA shadowy figure leaned over a young boy asleep in his bed. The shadow opened it's mouth, and as he did, the boy's face started to shrivel up. It became more and more wrinkled untill his whole body started shrinking, untill all that was left was a s...
