2/8/1993

I wake up everyday to a voice calling my name, but every day it gets louder and louder. At the start I thought everyone heard it or it was just normal but I soon found out that it wasn’t normal and was going to get louder and louder unless I listened to it. Right now I’m 23 years old and I live at a little cottage on Jadeoak Ln. I’ve had enough and I am ready to do something about it. I have been noticing it all happening at the same time but not the same place. Here’s the facts, It happens at 4:27 AM every morning, I hear it from a different direction each time, and lastly it has a weird accent that I’ve never heard before. I have a feeling it wants me to leave my chickens and goats but I am scared where it will take me.

2/8/1993, I will do it. I will wake up 3 hours earlier than the crack of dawn to find who’s doing it and why. I’ll need weapons though, so I’ll have to drive 52 minutes to get to the nearest store. I am buying guns, knives, and a spear. I must train, I only have 10 days after all. 8 days later. I’ve mastered throwing the spear and I am pretty good with the guns but I just can’t with the knives I know it sounds stupid but at least I have someway to protect myself.

Tomorrow I will do it.

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