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 and water. The food was basically mush. It barely tasted edible. The water helped wash it down, but that also tasted weird.

It got cold last night. I tried asking for a blanket, but it was like my kidnappers don’t understand what a blanket is. I guess I’ll be back tomorrow with another entry.

Day 3:

I think they finally figured out what a blanket is. Or the idea of one. They gave me some cloth last night to use as a blanket. I’m not exactly sure what they want from me at this point. They feed me and “try” to provide comfort. But they won’t let me out of this room. I think I might start going crazy if I don’t get out soon. I thought I would be able to handle being isolated. I think I might be wrong.

Day 4:

Still here. It’s the same food every meal. Nothing ever changes.

Day 5:

Why won’t they let me go? And why am I still writing in this book? It’s not like they are going to read this. I doubt they can even read English based on how bad the speak it! I just want out! Would it kill them to let me out of this room?

Day 6:

Back again. Same thing still. I started screaming at the walls yesterday. I’m not sure why. I think I’m going crazy.

Day 7:

The door is unlocked today. I’m going to see if I can get out.

Day 13:

They found me when I went out. I don’t want to talk about what happened. But now I’m back in my room, where there is nothing to do.

Day 14:

They moved me today. I saw a window on my way here. I’m in space. I repeat, I AM IN SPACE!!! How is this possible? Did I get abducted by aliens? How do I not remember that? It seems like something important to remember.

Day 15:

I heard something today. It was another person, I think. They were speaking English clearly. I tried to yell for help. I don’t know if they heard me or not. I just want to go home.

Day 16:

I have a feeling that my sanity is not going to last much longer. Was it only yesterday that I heard someone? Did I really hear someone? Or was it all in my head?

Day 17:

Help me please. If you are able to read this, please help me leave. I just want out.

Day 18:

Please, let me go home. I saw someone take my journal last night. I know you are reading this. Help me, please.

Day 19:

Why aren’t you helping me? I want out. Just let me out. I won’t cause any problems. Just let me go home.

Prisoner,

In response to your pleas, you cannot be let go. You are a criminal that must answer for your crimes. Not only have you aided in the destruction of your planet, you have also abused and assaulted our race. Your trial will occur once all the evidence has been reviewed from your 22 years of life.

Day 20:

I knew it! You were taking my journal! What do they mean I am a criminal? How did I help in destroying the planet? Is Earth gone? What is going on? Please answer me.

Day 21:

No response. I don’t know what to do. That was the most interaction I have had with anyone.

Day 22:

I was rereading the message. For some reason the handwriting looks familiar. Does this mean that I have been surrounded by aliens all my life?

Day 23:

It’s been over three weeks. Did anyone notice I’m gone? I just want to go home.

Day 24:

Please let me go. I’m innocent.

Prisoner,

You have been found guilty. Prepare for your execution.

Day 25:

I just want to go home. But it looks like that won’t happen. Goodbye.