The Diary Of Ericka Van Helsing

April 25, 2020

Dear diary,

I am at a complete loss for words right now. Nothing is really going on and i'm bored out of my mind. We watched some Beverly Hills with the family, nothing much else. Watched a few drawing tutorials and caught up to youtube and stuff. I mostly just sit up on the roof and look at the stars, trying to avoid everyone and get some fresh air. Drac sometimes comes up and sits six feet away from me. He sometimes gets closer to me that six feet but I don't care that he's breaking the law.

-Few minutes later-

He won't stop staring at me, its creepy.

-Five minutes later-

He's getting closer, this feels like a horror movie but i'm not really scared of him.

-Third person P.O.V-

Ericka shut her diary and looked back at Drac who was on the other side of the roof. He was staring at her, not looking away. When she looked up at the stars and back at him, he had gotten a few feet closer. "This is getting weird." She said, scooting closer to the edge of the roof. He continued to get closer and she continued to scoot closer to the edge. Then he was only a few feet away from her and she was on the end of the roof. She forgot and scooted right off the roof. She screamed bloody murder as she fell. Drac suddenly stood up, and without thinking; sprang off of the roof to catch her. He caught her and flew up right before hitting the grass. He went back up to the roof and landed. He looked down at her and saw that she had wrapped her arms around his neck tightly and locked her legs around his waist, and she was crying.

"I DON'T WANT TO BE ALONE ANYMORE!" She wailed, resting her head on his chest. He sat down and waited for her to stop crying. She eventually stopped, and looked up at him. She unlatched her legs and arms and moved back from him until she was a few feet from him, "Why did you come up here?" She asked. He smiled and pulled a mask out from his back pocket,

"You forgot your mask." He said, slipping the mask onto her face and putting the elastic bands behind her ears.

-Diary-

Well he wasn't there to stalk me, I guess that means I snapped. Quarantine is like poison to your mind, and it's slowly making you go insane. I'm lucky he still lets me go on the roof after that.

Quarantine_SUCKS:

Ericka