Prompt: While cleaning out a closet, you stumble upon a journal you don't recognize. As you flip through the pages, it becomes apparent that this journal belongs to a fictional character (either an original character you've written about before, or a character from one of your favorite books). Share one of the entries.
Story:
April 1, 2004
Dear Diary,
April Fools' Day, yet everyone is mourning. I hope it's all one big hoax and that my little brother would soon jump out underneath my bed and yell April fools'.
He likes playing jokes on me.
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April 8, 2004
Dear Diary,
It was buried today, thank goodness. Finally got rid of it. Nothing new today, same old same old. Time to find the next one I suppose. Now the question is, what and where?
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April 19, 2004
Dear Diary,
I found the next one! Time to plan again. This is exciting! Height, 5 foot 8, weight, 173 lbs. Perfect! I'll be needing some supplies, I wonder if my brother has some things that I need.
I'll ask him tomorrow.
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April 28, 2004
Dear Diary,
It was my birthday yesterday! And as my present, I did it. It wasn't pretty, but it was definitely worth it. I'd show my little brother but, I don't think he'll understand.
At least, not yet anyway.
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May 10, 2004
Dear Diary,
Someone was trailing me yesterday, maybe that can be my new target. I'll have to be vigilant the next few days. Hope he'll give a good fight though, I'm getting excited again.
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May 24, 2004
Dear Diary,
He's dead. In the best way possible. I was a little disappointed. He didn't give me the satisfaction that I wanted.
Maybe I'll find something to play with.
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June 14, 2004
Dear Diary,
My brother got beat up yesterday. Bunch of crazy men picking on my little brother. I'll show them. I'll show them all!
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June 29, 2004
Dear Diary,
I finally hunted the last one. The first was... how do I put it? Challenging. But, after word got around that he died, the rest were easy to find.
Like little rats, cowering on the glue mouse trap. All vulnerable, crying, pleading for forgiveness. Disgusting things.
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July 4, 2004
Dear Diary,
Happy 4th of July! I still don't know why people go crazy with fireworks, but it makes it much easier for me to kill some targets in the night. They won't even see it coming.
Glorious!
Happy Independence Day to them
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July 14, 2004
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July 19, 2004
Dear Diary,
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August 1, 2004
Dear Diary,
Pain. Hurt. Self. Brother. Bad. Hard. Kill. DEATH.
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August 3, 2004
Dear Diary,
Death is the only cure for all sickness.
This will be my last entry.
I'll miss you. Farewell.
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Prompted Shorties
Ficción GeneralThese are stories that I make with a pre-made prompt for me. I try to limit it to 500 words or less but most of the time I get carried away. I hope you enjoy and I'll try to keep adding new ones whenever I get the chance to revisit the site.
