Dear Diary, (April 28, 2022)

Today was so incredibly boring. My parents left me in charge of cleaning the whole house. I guess that’s what happens when they leave you for a week and you are the only child. It doesn’t help that they have a very important party for their job that they have to throw right when they get home. I’ve got to get back to cleaning.

-Sasha Mills

Dear Diary, (April 30, 2022)

Something weird happened today. I was out walking Comet when a felt chills rise up my spine. I had looked around but their was no one anywhere that I could see. I swear that the street had been crowded just seconds before. I am not going to lie, I am really freaked out.

-Sasha Mills

Dear Diary, (May 12, 2022)

More weird things keep happening. I am really freaked out. My parents should have come home by now. I haven’t seen another person since my last entry. I have repeatedly heard someone knocking on my door, but no is there. Something is definitely wrong. I am starting to run out of food but all the stores are closed. Thankfully the tap still works. I can still get water, though it has started to taste bitter. I’m really scared.

-Sasha Mills

Dear Diary, (May 30, 2022)

I lost my diary for a little while. No one has shown them selves for what feels like a very long time. I have decided to record in my diary as often as possible. If I die then someone might find my diary and figure out what happened to me. I ran out of food a few days ago. I had to break into a shop to get some food. Thankfully most of it was still fine to eat, but all the refrigerators were down so some food spoiled. When I crashed through the window no alarm went off. Something is definitely wrong.

-Sasha Mills

Dear Diary, (June 03, 2022)

I am really scared. I want my family back. I ventured out to the other side of town this morning. I brought supplies and this journal as well as a pen to write with. I went to see if I could find my friend, Destiny White. No one was at her house. Her car was gone so maybe they got away. Wait, I hear footsteps. Someone is coming. Maybe it’s Destiny!

I am not going to take the time to date this report and to address it. It wasn’t Destiny. It was SOMETHING else. I’m scared. I think it’s coming for me. I am hiding under her bed, hidden by the skirts that hang down from her mattress. I can hear breathing. Oh gosh. Please someone help me. It’s getting clo