Another day has passed, the suicidal thoughts are gone. But I thought I heard a voice. It was like a girl, singing. I tried to follow it, but it just led me to a cave. And you all know it's best to keep out of the caves on an island. So I went back to my shelter, it was getting dark so maybe it was for the better. Am I going crazy right now? Maybe I heard someone singing in my mind because I used to love music? But that doesn't explain that I didn't know the song. I'll never know why I heard that.
Maybe I'll go in the cave tomorrow. Bad idea, but who cares! Then I'll at least know what is in there. Imagine, there are paintings on the walls from prehistorical people. Maybe I'll see a skeleton of someone who has been there before, and died? Some bats? I'll know tomorrow. But right now, I have to sleep. I still have plenty of place to write. You know what, I'll write one word over and over again.
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Bored,
Mike Walker
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Diary of a Psychopath||Discontinued
FantasyI'm just republishing all my old stories so people can relive the memories :) The voices in his head were just too much, he didn't want to kill people. So he decided to flee. But what he found on the island, was something he didn't expect. ...
