My Life Before I Died

Journal Entry 23

There's a good chance that I would never go to Shinto's house ever again. Why?  Because her dad is starting to scare the frig out of me. Why? Cause ever since Shinto showed me Jason The Toy Maker and told me his story, I can't look at her dad the same again. Jason keep popping up in my head. I keep imaging that he's going to turn me into a toy. Ever time I look at Shinto's toys bunny, I keep thinking it's going to give Shinto nightmares and attack her at night. I've gone crazy. Videogames can't calm me down cause of Sonic.exe. I keep thinking my game have some weird virus or something. I can't sleep cause I think some black and white clown is under my bed. I know I being paranoid but still. I'm scared of Shinto's dad so bad that I can't look at her the same. She looks like her dad just with brown hair. And her life for dolls and toys like her dad is scary. I try not to make it noticeable but it's hard when you have to go to school with her.
     I had my 5th nightmare this night. Every time I had one they all would end with me or one of my friends dying. I would sit in my bed holding on to my flash like and look around my room to see nothing. I didn't want to go back to sleep just to wake up again. I didn't want to go to my parents room to sleep with them cause I'm to old for that. I need to get over this fear. So, I called Shinto. And she was pretty mad at me when I did, at 4 in the morning.

"Hello, Shinto." I whispered into the phone.

"Ben? Why are you up? Why are you calling me at 4 in the morning." she said in a tired tone.

"I, Uhhh well, had a small nightmare and I need to talk to you about it." I whispered.

      Shinto sighed through the phone.

"What's wrong Ben?" she whispered.

"It's about your father." I said.

"Watch what you say. You don't want my fist so far up your butt you'll test breakfast." she said.

      I shivered.

"It's nothing bad. I think. Well, do you ever think your dad looks like Jason, the creepypasta?" I asked.

"Yeah, but I ignore it. I know he's not crazy in the brain. I know he's not going to turn humans into toys. For example, you look like Link, and I know your not going to save the world from the moon crashing into earth." she said.

      I gripped onto the phone.

"Are you having nightmare about my dad being Jason? Is that why you been involving him?" she asked.

"Yeah, a little." I whispered.

"Awe Ben. It was just a story. If my dad was a turning humans into dolls crazy maniac I would known, and kept you away from him. And I know what your going to say next. But Shinto, the thing that makes it worse is that you look like him or even some of his dolls." she said.

"You do! You know the one that had short black hair and wears a brown dress. That's you! He looks too much like him. With the hair and eyes and clothes and the whole love for toys thing." I said.

"He's a toy designer. What do you expect, him to design houses?" she said.

"Something not like Jason. And the thing that makes it worse is that his name is Jason!" I said.

"Ben, I am hanging up. I want you to get some sleep. I will be over in the morning to pick you up. You are coming with me to my dads office. I am going to prove to you that my dad is not crazy." she said.

"Wait what?! Shinto no! You can't do this to me!" I cried.

     Shinto hung up on me. I gripped the phone more. I had to go to the office of a possible killer! Maybe Shinto is right. It's just a weird coincidence. If he was a killer Shinto would of kept me away from him at times. But that meant Shinto and Kenta would be in danger! Maybe their already dolls! The Link doll she gave me is just phase one of me during into a doll! I looked at my Link doll she gave me. I grabbed it and locked it in my closet and quickly called Kyle.