Note: I do not own the Goosebumps series and this story is original. I have never read or even heard of a story like this and anything similar is just a coincidence.

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I was lying on my bed one evening listening to the rain hitting against my window. I started to think of all the bad things that had happened that day. First someone had tripped me up in to a muddy puddle on the way to the beach, then I nearly got ran over and then just to make things worse my parents yelled at me for being late home! I started to wonder why these things always happened to me. Then it hit me.

"Stupid book," I muttered "who thought to put a book shelf above the bed?" I picked the book up that had hit me and had landed at the edge of my bed. "I don't recognise this…it looks like a diary." I thought about it and remembered back to yesterday. I had been cleaning my room when I found it in an old cardboard box. I had flicked through it wondering what it was then just threw it on to the shelf.

I looked at the cover. On the front was a gold symbol with some gold writing underneath that I couldn't understand.

I opened it up and flicked through the pages. Just a normal diary. I went back to the first page and read the first thing in it wondering whose diary it could possibly be. It didn't give me any clue. It read:

1st January

Dear Diary,

It has begun. There is no escape. It was the worst day of my life…but I know there's worse to come.

I read on.

2nd January

Dear Diary,

I had school today. I was tripped up by some boys in the year above me at school. After that the day just got worse! I got tangled up in the rope and then minutes later I fell off the balance beam in gym class. I know I only have myself to blame.

I read on and on. The things were getting worse just like they had said they would. I wondered how they could know that but nothing was explained. It was just events that had happened.

I suddenly realised that it was starting to get dark. I turned the light on and then carried on reading. It was getting late but I didn't notice. I couldn't put the diary down. It was interesting. I couldn't believe some of the things that were written in it.

A while later I came to the second to last page.

30th December

Dear Diary

It is at an end. All my pain will soon be gone. I wish there was some way I could explain everything but I can't. I hope no one ever finds this but if you are reading this then it is too late. I'm sorry for everything.

Goodbye.

I read it again. What did they mean? I looked at the last page. All it said was the 31st December. The rest was blank.

I couldn't understand it…I was about to find out what it was all about though.

I closed the diary and put it on a small table that was next to my bed. I got ready for bed and turned off my light. I glanced at the diary. The gold symbol seemed to glow for a second but then it went dark. I was too tired to think about it. I yawned and glanced at the clock. 11.59 PM.

The 1st of January was nearly over.