Videofiles Stories

The screen flickers, revealing bold white letters on a black screen reading: "DIARY ENTRY #1: IF YOU ARE NOT JAIME (ME) PLEASE STOP VIEWING" It cuts, the camera view shaking for a moment, then focusing on a white flannel up close to the screen. The person backs away, revealing a boy around 15, hair fluffed up, and glasses falling off his nose. He sits down on a red stool. "Hi!" He waves frantically, accidentally hitting his hand on the band poster covered wall. "Fuck! Uhm....hi there...me...it's you Jaime Allister. And I bet you're wondering what has happened to me today." --- DISCLAIMER: All art/pictures/music of any sort mentioned in this story do not belong to me unless mentioned otherwise. All characters/events mentioned in this story are entirely fictional, any resemblance to stories and characters is simply a coincidence.