5-22-1945
Dear Journal, As I chew my shirt today, I wonder what it's like to be a normal kid. To run around, and live with both parents all the time, to think and act and learn as other kids do. I should probably get back to the beginning. You're probably wondering what happened when I touched metal, and how it affected me. It all started one day on the playground. I was playing with my friend Lily. We were playing Lava Monster, and I was it. She went on the slide to get away from me. I accidentally touched some metal after tagging her, and I felt this big jolt of something. I don't know what it was, but it felt super weird. Like my whole body was being turned inside-out. I don't know why, or how, but it did.
5- 23- 1945
Dear Journal, something I didn't tell you yesterday was that after I got that weird feeling, a Man came up to me. He was tall, almost inhumanly tall. He wore all-black with spikes on His shoes. He said to me in a voice both gravelly, and like a whisper at the same time," Emily, it is time. Now it is here. We shall Unite. We shall take over. You will help us." I got so scared that I ran all the way home. Journal, I could not sleep. Remember, this happened almost two months ago.
5- 25- 1945
Dear Journal, He found me yesterday. I don't know how, or why, but He found me. I was just at the playground again, and He came up to me and said, " We will always be here. We will always find you. We know where you live. We will never be far from you." Journal, I am so scared. I need to hide, I need to find a place that I feel happy again. I need to go somewhere safe. Help me find somewhere safe. Please, I need help. If it's too late, and I'm gone, I need to warn people of the dangers I faced. Please put a stop to this before it's too late.
