Who Are You Tyler Wesmore?

May 2, 2014:

Hi, my name is Jasmine. That's all you need to know is the first name. I've taken it upon myself to tell the story of what has happened to me for the past few months. And more importantly, what happened with Tyler Wesmore. What you're about to read is my diary. I've cut out all the things that don't matter. What you do with the information is up to you. I need to be able to come to accept what I've learned recently. And you are welcome to learn as well. Just whatever you learn about me, don't hate me please. Just don't hate me.

March 28, 2014:

So today we were assigned to make a character in creative writing. Most original idea gets a bit of extra credit. Been dribbling all day on what to do. Maybe I'll make some druggie or something for fun. I dunno it's weird. I might do it on Sunday or something so I can't turn in the dude on Monday.

March 28, 2014:

Woke up from a strange dream. Turned out to only be 11:30 so I can count this as the 28th. Anyway in the dream I was sitting at a bus stop. I don't know if I was waiting for a bus or what, but I was sitting there and then a school bus and a semi slammed into each other. And then things got weird. There were body parts and blood everywhere from the people. I gasped and nearly fell off the seat, nearly six feet away from my foot was a baby blanket. And a trail of blood and other bits and pieces of the baby. At the end of the trail was the little baby's head in half. One eye out of his head was out and popped. I put a hand to my face and there was blood spattered all over my face. I sat there in shock. And then a man in a hoodie and black jeans came. I couldn't see his face because his hood was too far up. He sat down next to me. I sat there in shock over what happened with the crash. He begin to giggle, but in a deep and raspy voice.

"Beautiful isn't it?"

He turned toward me and I got to see his face which made me let out a small gasp. His teeth were all sharp like they were all vampire fangs. His mouth was stretched into a smile much too wide to be a normal human mouth. I moved my eyes up and looked into his eyes. Completely and utterly black with absolutely no white. He seemed to enjoy the front row seat to the death and pain of the people on the bus. He then laughed that deep, raspy laugh.

"My name's Tyler," he giggled. "Tyler Wesmore."

That's when I woke up. I decided that night that he was the most beautiful person I've ever seen.

March 30, 2014:

The Monday was dragging by as slowly as it possibly could. When it finally came time for my English class I was ready. Ready to show how beautiful Tyler was. When I got up in front of the class I showed off his adorable smile and his lovely voice. When I was done I was felt like I was glowing. When I looked up from my journal and looked at the class they seemed shocked. Then my friend Cassandra was the first to break the odd silence.

"So was Jack the Ripper already taken or something," she said and giggled.

The whole class joined in. I couldn't believe she could do that to me! I trusted them with Tyler and they laughed at him. How dare they! Tyler was better than them all but they acted like he was a joke. Oh the things I wanted to do to her. She tried to make Tyler feel bad. I hate her so much.

April 1, 2014:

So today I got a message from a random username today. "Tyler Wesmore" his name was or maybe it was a girl I'm not sure. Anyway it was weird that someone knew who Tyler was. I'm not sure why but I got really angry at him, for trying to be Tyler. I was about to block him but he said something weird.

"What's really bothering you," he said. "Is it Cassandra?"

This was weird now. How would this random guy know what she did made me feel like. Could it be someone from my English class? No one would care enough to ask me what was wrong so it couldn't have been one of them. I typed back a response.