Entry #2

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I waved at him as he left and closed the door. No matter how hard I tried the smile formed on my face. I met a guy, who was like me. He dressed in black and his hair was in a fringe. He had a red beanie on and his smile was so sweet. "Mom I'm going to bed. I called out in the living room. "Night hun." She replied. I ran upstairs and went into my room.

It was usually hot but at that moment I shivered. I looked around and in the corner of my eye I could have sworn I saw a girl! I blinked rapidly and the corner was empty. Quickly I went to my night stand to grab my diary only to grab air. I looked down, my Journal wasn't there. Confused I looked around my room to find it.

Finally, I found it in the closet that was here before we moved. I picked it up and as I did I felt a hand take mine. I wanted to scream but nothing came out. The hand was sickly white and the nails were black. It was ice cold and scars were everywhere.

I frantically looked around for something to smash the hand but when I turned around, the hand wasn't there. All that was left of it was the icy print. Convinced I was seeing things I went to bed and covered up. Something was definitely in this house, and it wasn't alive. Before I forgot I began to write.

Dear Journal,
Today was very odd! I looked into it and apparently some girl, my age lived here with her mother, father, and brother. They say she was a complete wacko! It said she killed her brother with poison. Thankfully we moved here in the summer time or I'd have school.
I hate going to new schools, everytime! Another thing, boy stopped by today. He came into the house without hesitation. We talked, his name is Anthony and he is 17, a year older than me. I like him, he's nicer than the other kids seem to be. We talked about the house, he said he wanted to do something.
Told me it had to happen in week so we're planning. I'm a little excited, we're gonna talk to the girl and maybe even her little brother. He said the girl killed herself in one of the rooms. She carved her name 'Jessica' and some markings on her i guess that's all that happened these two days. Ttyl

Love,
Marcy

A/n
hey guys so this is my first time writing like this. Special thanks to Ravenmorte for helping me with this! If you have any advice let me know! Thank you so much!

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