Writing Prompt

Dear Diary,

I’ve been writing in this journal ever since I was three. It was mostly just complaints about my annoying sister, Betty. Now I would give anything for me to be writing about that. Everything is more serious now. Not in a ‘I have a math test I didn’t study for’ way. In a ‘the world might be ending soon’ kind of way.

Scientists have found some sort of metal object in space, hur...

August 23, 2039

It’s been hard leaving everything. My friends, family, and just my life. So when I finally made some friends in my new school in Dallas, I was a little relieved. Sure, they definitely weren’t very popular, and got picked on because of their strange features. Ethan had wide, dark brown eyes that looked almost black and small mouth and an even smaller nose, and Rosemary had a slim, ...

Friday

Alright. This is going to sound insane, so I'm just going to let it out.

I've been abducted by aliens...or at least I think they're aliens, I haven't actually seen them since I woke up. For all I know I could have been taken by a group of space colony individuals...but to that extent what the hell would they want with me? I'm not exactly smart and I don't know a thing about science.

To...

May 26, 2052

Dear diary,

I’m cold. I woke up this morning to half of my blankets toppled onto themselves. I had another nightmare. That makes this four in a row. I’m no closer to seeing the face. Right when I come up behind it, I reach my hand out, inches from its shoulder, before I’m pulled from the nightmare. Waking up this morning, I’m met with a pounding inside my skull. I forgot that I’m b...

Day 1: The Abduction

Holy fuck, I just got abducted by aliens. I’ve been waiting for this day my entire life! Ever since playing Sims 2 on the PlayStation 2 as a kid, I’ve wanted to be abducted by aliens. And that day has finally come. I was looking through my telescope, just like in the game, searching for my abductors. Suddenly I was lifted through the air without warning. A tractor beam of som...

DAY ONE

The aliens want me to keep a diary. For science, I'm guessing. Their translator isn't great, so it's hard to know what they want. So far the only nouns they seem to have access to are "human," "planet," and "cow." But they haven't hurt me yet, so, hooray? I mean they did take my cell phone away but I'm not going to say that's the same thing as pain. I will not be a "first world problems" a...

Day 1:

I don’t know where I am. The room I am in doesn’t have any windows and there is a metal door in one of the walls. There is a slot in the middle of the door. That’s where the notebook came from. I was told in broken English to write an entry everyday. So I guess here that is. I don’t know what else to say. I just want to go home.

Day 2:

Well I guess the slot is also the way I receive food ...

Entry #1:

I’m gonna die. I don’t know what to do.

This feels like a terribly realistic fever dream. I’ve been taken hostage aboard a hyper-intense spacecraft, soaring deafeningly among the blackened clouds. I know it sounds completely ridiculous but the circumstances of my capturing can only be explained by one thing - extra-terrestrials. Bloody aliens. I haven’t seen my captors yet but honestly...

Dear diary

When your dreams become less fantastical than reality, you know something has gone wrong. Nothing much has changed since the last entry, I’ve just been sitting around in the little cabin they assigned me. I have this horrible feeling that spits and claws at the back of my mind, something too horrific to even comprehend. That I may not be on earth -at least earth as I know it- anymore. ...

Day One:

Yesterday, I was going about my day as normal, exploring the planets on the outer reaches of our galaxy. Everything was fine until something hit my ship causing me to crash into the soft ground. While I tried to repair my ship, I was suddenly surrounded, captured, and taken to a strange location. Now I don't know what's happening. They've taken skin samples, blood samples, and more all wi...