Dear Diary
2AM: I can’t seem to sleep tonight, and writing has always calmed me down. Today has been quite an odd day, It’s been very quiet. Nobody seemed to want to talk today, nobody seemed to want to smile today. I felt different from them, I felt happy. As for why, I am not sure. I seemed to get happier the more I saw them sad, but that’s probably just my mind making things up this late at night. I’m not an evil person. I just want to go to sleep.
3AM: I still can’t go to sleep. All I can seem to do is think of all of the people I saw today. All I can seem to do is think of all the things I did today. All I can seem to do is think about all of the sadness. As for why, I am not sure. I’m not an evil person. I just want to sleep.
4AM: I can’t sleep. I’m so tired, but I’m so awake. I wish somebody was here to tuck me in, to keep me safe. My thoughts are wandering so far that I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to find them again. I feel so different. I feel like I might have caused everybody to be sad today. I feel like I might have done something wrong today. I feel like I might have ended some lives today. As for why, I am not sure. I’m not an evil person. I just want sleep.
5AM: I don’t want to sleep any more. I looked in the mirror. I don’t want to have to wake up ever again. I looked in the mirror. I’m afraid I may have scared people today. I looked in the mirror. I’m afraid I may have been a monster today. I looked in the mirror, and nothing was different. I looked in the mirror, and nothing was the same. I’m afraid of myself. As for why, I am not sure. I’m not an evil person. I just want to die.
6AM: I can’t seem to die. I feel like all I can do is write. I feel like all I can do is breath. I feel like all I can do is live. I can’t seem to die. What’s the point in living? What’s the point in sleeping? What’s the point in waking? I can’t seem to die. As for why, I am not sure. I’m not an evil person. I just want death.
7AM: Every word I write seems to give me more life, and I can’t help but take it. I can’t imagine how I’m living, but the words keep me alive. I can’t imagine how I’m happy, but the words give me strength. I can’t imagine how you’re still reading, it’s you that keeps me alive. I can’t imagine how you’re feeling, your death brings me life. You can’t imagine how I’m feeling, I feel so alive. You can’t imagine yourself living, you just want to die. As for why, I am not sure. I’m not an evil person. All I want is to live. All I want is you to die.
Dear Diary,
Thank you for reading.
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Credited to Sage.
First. Inb4 BUT WHO WAS DIARY?
Fuck, this is awesome. Not very creepy, just generally epic…
BUT THEN WHO WAS DIARY?
Jesus, why don’t you creepy types just leave me alone!? *cries*
Eh, it was good, but I couldn’t help thinking “I’ll help you die if you come anywhere near me” near the end XD
“Your death brings me life”
How romantic!
{btw the pasta wasn’t creepy at all.}
Delicious.
It was okay.
This pasta makes me want to go laugh at emo kids.
@ Anonymous; Theres many in the chatbox. Laugh at them with me.
{{Kawaii bracketkun n___n}}}
Lmao, emo kids:D
BUT WHO WAS LIFE-SUCKING DIARY?!
Funny… I spent all night writing instead of sleeping too…
I am left with too many questions. It’s good, but just not my bowl of pasta.
Voldemort?
I can’t. Sleep because my ghost buff is Bob is Harding me from slender man
BUT WHO LOST THE GAME?
God fucking damn it.
THEN WHO WAS NOT-EVIL PERSON?!
not creepy, just awesome, loved it
FUCK YOU ANNE FRANK!
Lame. Not creepy. Overly emotional.
Not scary/creepy per se, but I love the idea of it. In a way it’s true: by taking the time to read this “diary” you’ve given up some of the time in your life; you’ve given up portions of your life. And now they’re with whoever’s writing in this diary thing.
I think that’s how it goes…
It’s good, but not scary. This should be posted on something different.
@VDV I lost the game.
Overall, a pretty lame pasta.
Took far too long, and the ending was incredibly anticlimactic.
Add some sauce next time.
I personally liked it.
A life for a life.
THEN WHO WAS TIRED GUY????
Ugh. So whiny and redundant. I’m all for repition, if it means something. This was so pointless. It needs a huge huge amount of re-working to be good. It’s a meh idea, but could be really nice if re-worked.
Awesome, now if only that could work.
Meh, I like the idea of some lunatic raving away in their diary in the middle of the night, and as it progresses it gets more and more intense, I think that’s what you were aiming for? But it didn’t quite capture that feeling.
Good concept, not so good pasta.