Hi, I'm Dipper. I'm not telling you my last name, I really just can't. This is the first entry of many, and I just don't have time.
I'm stuck. Plain and simple.
The story is, my sister, Mabel and I had just come back to, um, a certain place in the Pacific Northwest to see my great uncles. This place is known for certain supernatural things, and harmful or not, that attracted many more.
Keep that word in the back of your head, mind you. Supernatural.
So, when I was twelve, I found a journal. Changed my life. Anyway, knowing the pages would run out, I bought another one.
This is the other one. Unfortunately, no, I hadn't finished the first one, it's just, out of my reach.
I met someone. A great someone. A lovely someone. I think they liked me back? I'm not sure.
N/A: Tell me what you think? I'm always up for suggestions and improvements.
