Pyromaniac
03-13-2013, 05:03 AM
(The following is taken from the diary of Janet Darwin)
-April 5th, 1978
Daddy just bought our new house (finally). It's alright I guess, I don't much care for the balcony on the second floor but I guess it's because of my issue with heights.
-April 6th, 1978
I went on a ride trough town with daddy today. I met a cute looking boy while at the local library. I wonder if I should have asked him his name?
-April 7th, 1978
His name is Shawn, I talked to him briefly at the library today. I couldn't help but notice how his eyes kept glancing down.
-April 23rd, 1978
I cant believe I forgot to right in my diary for the past two weeks, guess everyone makes mistakes. Daddy bought a cool looking mirror from a thrift store. It has a really pretty golden frame! But I guess that's not what's important, what's important is that me and Shawn are dating! I know I know, I just met him and we are already going out. What can I say? His brown eyes just seem to sweep me off my feet.
-April 24th, 1978
I noticed something weird today, While combing my hair in front of the mirror daddy bought, I thought I saw something out of the corner of my eye. Probably due to the lack of sleep.
-April 25th, 1978
Daddy's acting a bit weird. He's usually in a very happy mood but lately, he seems depressed. I can't stop thinking about that mirror. I think I'm going to ask to spend the night at Shawn's house tonight.
-April 26th, 1978
Daddy's dead. He hung himself in the kitchen. I loved my dad, he raised me when my bitch of a mom left, I can't believe he's gone. Oh god why did he do this to me? Shawn offered to spend the night to help me accept what happened. I know we have only known each other for a few days, but I can't help but feel passion for him. He's taking time out of his own life to help me deal with mine. He's like a brother to me.
-April 27th, 1978
I swear I heard someone walking up the stairs last night. Shawn was next to me so it couldn't have been him, and I didn't hear someone breaking in. Is this house cursed?
-April 28th, 1978
I noticed some red paint on the mirror today, or at least I hope it's paint. Shawn is still staying with me. Since were both over eighteen were thinking of moving in to help pay the rent. Of course...I might have other reasons for wanting him to move in. Of course it's not permanent, as I said earlier, it's for the rent.
-April 29th, 1978
I can't help but stare into that mirror. I fell that if I stare into it long enough i will suddenly understand what's been going on. Shawn is visiting his grandparent's today. He offered to take me but I declined. I feel like I'm not supposed to leave this house.
-April 30th, 1978
Shawn still isn't back. Daddy's funeral is tomorrow. I can't help but think that the mirror was somehow involved in his death. I'm going to go to the thrift store daddy bought the mirror from tomorrow. Maybe I might get some answers their.
-May 1st, 1978
The clerk at the thrift store told me his wife used to own the mirror. He didn't say anything after that but I think I know what happened. Went to funeral,
-May 2nd, 1978
Shawn returned, thank god! I kept hearing voices on the other side of my bedroom door while he was gone.
-May 3rd, 1978
I heard something scratching at my bedroom door last night. When I opened the door this morning, the whole door was covered with large scratch marks. Shawn says it was probably a stray animal, but I don't think so.
-May 4th, 1978
Shawn asked me if I wanted to move into his old house, I said no. Truth is i would gladly be anywhere BUT this house, but I won't leave until I know for sure why my daddy killed himself.
-May 5th, 1978
I sat in front of the mirror all day today. I swear I kept seeing something out of the corner of my eye, but whenever I turned my head to look at it, it disappeared. Shawn is starting to feel nervous about how I'm treating myself. I can't blame him.
-May 6th, 1978
We did it, me and Shawn. I was just lying on my bed thinking, when he entered the room and out of nowhere started kissing me. I feel guilty, and yet at the same time It felt like a huge burden was lifted off of me, as I truly enjoyed myself for the first time in days.
-April 5th, 1978
Daddy just bought our new house (finally). It's alright I guess, I don't much care for the balcony on the second floor but I guess it's because of my issue with heights.
-April 6th, 1978
I went on a ride trough town with daddy today. I met a cute looking boy while at the local library. I wonder if I should have asked him his name?
-April 7th, 1978
His name is Shawn, I talked to him briefly at the library today. I couldn't help but notice how his eyes kept glancing down.
-April 23rd, 1978
I cant believe I forgot to right in my diary for the past two weeks, guess everyone makes mistakes. Daddy bought a cool looking mirror from a thrift store. It has a really pretty golden frame! But I guess that's not what's important, what's important is that me and Shawn are dating! I know I know, I just met him and we are already going out. What can I say? His brown eyes just seem to sweep me off my feet.
-April 24th, 1978
I noticed something weird today, While combing my hair in front of the mirror daddy bought, I thought I saw something out of the corner of my eye. Probably due to the lack of sleep.
-April 25th, 1978
Daddy's acting a bit weird. He's usually in a very happy mood but lately, he seems depressed. I can't stop thinking about that mirror. I think I'm going to ask to spend the night at Shawn's house tonight.
-April 26th, 1978
Daddy's dead. He hung himself in the kitchen. I loved my dad, he raised me when my bitch of a mom left, I can't believe he's gone. Oh god why did he do this to me? Shawn offered to spend the night to help me accept what happened. I know we have only known each other for a few days, but I can't help but feel passion for him. He's taking time out of his own life to help me deal with mine. He's like a brother to me.
-April 27th, 1978
I swear I heard someone walking up the stairs last night. Shawn was next to me so it couldn't have been him, and I didn't hear someone breaking in. Is this house cursed?
-April 28th, 1978
I noticed some red paint on the mirror today, or at least I hope it's paint. Shawn is still staying with me. Since were both over eighteen were thinking of moving in to help pay the rent. Of course...I might have other reasons for wanting him to move in. Of course it's not permanent, as I said earlier, it's for the rent.
-April 29th, 1978
I can't help but stare into that mirror. I fell that if I stare into it long enough i will suddenly understand what's been going on. Shawn is visiting his grandparent's today. He offered to take me but I declined. I feel like I'm not supposed to leave this house.
-April 30th, 1978
Shawn still isn't back. Daddy's funeral is tomorrow. I can't help but think that the mirror was somehow involved in his death. I'm going to go to the thrift store daddy bought the mirror from tomorrow. Maybe I might get some answers their.
-May 1st, 1978
The clerk at the thrift store told me his wife used to own the mirror. He didn't say anything after that but I think I know what happened. Went to funeral,
-May 2nd, 1978
Shawn returned, thank god! I kept hearing voices on the other side of my bedroom door while he was gone.
-May 3rd, 1978
I heard something scratching at my bedroom door last night. When I opened the door this morning, the whole door was covered with large scratch marks. Shawn says it was probably a stray animal, but I don't think so.
-May 4th, 1978
Shawn asked me if I wanted to move into his old house, I said no. Truth is i would gladly be anywhere BUT this house, but I won't leave until I know for sure why my daddy killed himself.
-May 5th, 1978
I sat in front of the mirror all day today. I swear I kept seeing something out of the corner of my eye, but whenever I turned my head to look at it, it disappeared. Shawn is starting to feel nervous about how I'm treating myself. I can't blame him.
-May 6th, 1978
We did it, me and Shawn. I was just lying on my bed thinking, when he entered the room and out of nowhere started kissing me. I feel guilty, and yet at the same time It felt like a huge burden was lifted off of me, as I truly enjoyed myself for the first time in days.