I feel like shit for doing this, but I can't handel handle this anymore.
I'll be bringing this thing with me, see what happens. I'll write my discoveries in here.
And if I do get out, I'm showing this to my mom.
I might find the secret to those monsters.
These were the last words Michael wrote before packing his stuff. ...And by that, I mean only grabbing his notebook and pen, phone, dagger, his own clothes he's wearing and his diginity. Michael's mom, Theresa, was in her bedroom. Michael sneaked out of the trailer and stared at the mountain, Mt. Ebott as it's called. The wind swaying his unbuttoned blue plaid shirt over his regular shirt. His red shoes glaring in the afternoon sky. "I don't know what I'm doing it, but screw it." Michael mumbled, as he starts running to Mt. Ebott with confidence in his eye.
After a while Michael reaches the base of Mt. Ebott, panting. But he still climbs it up despite almost losing all of his energy to keep going. Again, after a while Michael sees the giant hole in Mt. Ebott. He looks down to see darkness. Michael reflected his life descisions, preparing himself to get broken ankles from falling. Michael knew this was a REALLY idiotic choice of him, but... this IS a story. Michael sighs, closed his eyes, and fell down the hole.
(Well this is a really short chapter, huh? Sorry. :l Keep update if you want to see more chapters to this story. I post 1 chapter every day. Hopefully.)