𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐄 // 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄

꧁𝐎𝐍𝐄꧂

May 23rd, Monday

Dear Diary,

Well, hi. My mom bought you so that I could learn to "let my feelings out," or something like that. So, here I am.
I guess I should introduce myself; My name is Danny Torrance. I'm 14 years old, and today is my first day of high school.
Absolutely fantastic.
Let's just say I'm not a very big fan of school. My mom, Wendy, is always asking me why I don't try to make friends at school. I do! It just never really works out.
I've always been a lonely kid, so it isn't really anything knew. I'm used to it.
Hell, I was so lonely as a kid, I had an imaginary friend. His name was Tony.
I considered him as "the little boy that lives in my mouth," but now I know that it isn't quite a person.
I have this...power, I guess is what you could call it. Though, I personally call it
The Shining.

I know it may sound strange, but I wasn't even the one that came up with it.
I used to have a friend. Well...sort of.
His name was Dick. I remember that.
Look Diary, there's some things that have happened in my life as a kid that...that I think I should tell you.
Just so you can get to know me better.

Well, where do I start? Um...well me and my mom were waiting for...
Dad.
He traveled to a big hotel for an interview.
The Overlook Hotel.
He got a job there as a caretaker.
So the three of us stayed there for the winter.

Remember how I told you about my Shining? Well, that takes a very important role in this situation.
My friend, Dick, possessed the same power as mine.
And he's seen things in that hotel. Things he clearly didn't even want to think about.
I saw things, too.
Traumatizing things that a five year old shouldn't have to see.

And that hotel got to my father, a recovering alcoholic who lost his mind.
It happened so quickly. It's like he was convinced.
Want to know what I mean by convinced?
He tried to kill me and my mother with an axe.
He failed to do so obviously, but he managed to kill one person...
My friend, Dick.

But he's still alive. He comes and he goes...talkin' wisdom like he always did.
One of the hotel's biggest attractions was the hedge maze.

I remember getting lost in there with my mom, while our father stayed inside.
In that maze...he chased me. For a really long time...
God I remember it like it was yesterday. My heavy breathing and his loud cries.

"I'm right behind ya-"

I remember the fear trembling down my spine and through my entire body.

"Ya can't get away!!"

My father died, and I'm glad.

Okay, that's a lie.

I miss him to death. I miss the old him.
He froze to death.
At least, that's what it said on the news.
I don't know, but I know that I miss him. Every. Single. Day.
God knows that I shouldn't! But I can't help myself!

Anyways, enough of the sad talk. There's this thing...you should know about me. I haven't exactly told my mom ye

Sorry Diary! My mom is calling me to eat breakfast! I'll write in you after school! Hopefully today goes well....