Dear Journal,
October 1st, 2015, Home alone, again. As mother and father work I stay her alone under my desk staring into space. I was just about to head to the kitchen for some snacks when I heard a faint voice calling my name. Hmm, Oh well I'm probably just paranoid.
I finally decided to get up from under my desk again to grab my favorite doll but it was missing. I figured my mom had thrown it away because it gives her the creeps. True it was worn out and old but I found it at the park when I was four, so I thought it was in pretty good condition. Anyways I tore up my room looking for it. I was checking in my toy chest when I heard the voice again. It was coming from under my bed so I decided to check it out. When I looked under I found her little hand and tried to pull it out. I didn't budge an inch! I tried a second time and her hand grabbed me and pulled my under!
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The Whispers
HorrorFourteen year old Carter Jennings is your average teenager, but as she gets lost in her thoughts strange voices speak to her and take her away to a land you might only see in your dreams. Some call this land a dream world, others call it Death. Will...
