Author's Notes
Hello everyone! This is my first ever fanfic! It's really exciting that I decided to start something like this. This story is a bit different than you might expect. The story is set in modern times and is in journal format. The main character, Alex Harding, is a 15 year old teenager. He can have a good bit of paranoia from time-to-time. Alex starts to hear things and then makes a journal about these encounters. I am open to critique. PM me any thoughts, ideas, or what have you.
Thanks for reading this! Enjoy!
-Introduction-
Hello all! If you are reading this I probably decided to share this with someone. The following is a bunch of journal entries I made when I started to have suspicions of "the creatures" (that's how I refer to them a lot in this book). Before all this happened, I just thought I was living a normal life in a normal town (as many would think). Of course, I later find out that my town wasn't so normal after all. It wasn't the people, but it was definitely something living there. You're probably wondering what these creatures are and (depending on if you live in my hometown) if you should be careful when roaming the forest at night. Firstly, I want the reader (that would be you) to experience the things I experienced throughout the production of these journal entries. Secondly, I have confirmed that you don't need to worry about these creatures. They aren't hostile. Given that you don't point a machete in their face. That makes them mad. As I mentioned previously, I started these entries when I became paranoid enough to start writing them. There wasn't much I could have said before I started the journal. In these first few entries, it may seem uneventful, but try to notice how I seem to be losing my mind with each sequential entry. I start to calm down later on, but I was really anxious back then. I hope you enjoy reading about this discovery of mine. If I gave this to you, I probably really trust you enough that you won't tell anyone else about this. Something like this should not get out to the public. So please don't share this with anyone if I haven't told you in person.
-Alex
Entry 1 - October 5, 2012
Well, things have gone strange enough to where I've actually started a journal to write about all the things that have happened today. Where do I start? It started tonight. I was taking out the trash (as I usually do) and started to hear some things. I didn't know what it was. I then heard a tree shake. I didn't see anything in the trees. I thought I was just imagining things, but then I heard another tree shake. This time, it was closer. I hurried back into my house. I could have sworn I heard some other strange noise as I rushed away. All I know is that I've been getting some strange "vibes" lately. I know I'm not one to freak out or anything, but I could just sense something wasn't right. I guess I just need to sleep on this and see if it's not fatigue.
Entry 2 – October 7, 2012
Okay, I thought I was doing fine until I did some investigating today. I went into my backyard curiously and saw that some of our trees have broken or missing branches. I don't remember any kind of storm coming through our town. Something must have done that. I don't think the trees are very old either. I just keep thinking back to a few days ago when I heard the strange noises and the trees shaking. I don't know what's going on and I really don't like it.
Entry 3 – October 8, 2012
Tonight, I went outside to take out the trash a bit more prepared. If I heard anything, I would use the flashlight I brought with me. I slowly entered my backyard and looked around nervously. Nothing it seemed, but then the noises started again and the trees started to shake. This is when I turned on my flashlight and shined the light into the trees. I couldn't see anything. The noises and the trees stopped. Whatever this thing is, it doesn't want to be seen. Well, that just adds to my paranoia. I might have to do some investigating in the woods. I might setup base in my old tree-house. I haven't really done anything in there for a while.