Halloween: Dear Diary
by weirdDAR
Note: This story may suck. I haven't written it yet. It seems like a good idea and all, but the 8th halloween movie sucked, so why wouldn't my 8th chapter? Makes sense to me.
(Micheal Myers is shown sitting alone on his bed, writing in his diary)
Dear Die-ary,
Welcome to my life on this fine morning. I killed someone just a few seconds ago. I thought when I killed that dog last week, I was done with my killing spree, but obviosuly people want to get me back for killing their family and friends. I guess no one goes for the whole serial killer thing these days. Which I think sucks ass.
Remember Carrie? I miss Carrie. I look under my bed and my blow up doll is nothing compared to her dead corpse. But she just got rusty lying there...I had to throw her away. Maybe one day, ONE DAY, I'll be able to have a woman to marry. I'm getting old now. How old am I? 70?No, I think I'm like in my 40s. I don't remember.
I forgot to mention, I went to the mall today. Every seems afraid of me. I guess they call me Public enemy #1 for a reason. But still, they could still be nice and tip their hat to me or something. Too bad I didn't bring my knife or they all would be my christmas ham I was planning on sending to Hannible. By the way, Norman Bates called, and he's gotten a little obsesive.
Nothing really goes on in my mind anymore. Sometimes I get random thoughts, but other than that, I have no idea what I should think. Cheese and ham go good together.
Note to self: Don't ever let victims hide in other victim's corpses...it causes me too many problems
I killed the narrarator before this chapter started. I get so tired of them. Our first narrarator was the best. Too bad I killed him for cheating on his wife's sister. He just stopped having sex with his wife's sister and had sex with his wife. So his wife's sister had to kill him.
HOW COME POWDERED EGGS EXSIST?
I can't believe the narrarators are hitting it and I'm not. It's not fair. I want some pussy too. Don't you, die-ary? I know I do. How come I cum?
Sooner or later, this series is going to turn rated R...but for now, it's PG-13. Which is something I don't understand. I guess it's on the edge of turning R. Enough about the series, I'm wondering what the hell weirdDAR is going to do for the next chapter. This chapter, obviously, isn't going to be very popular. So what will I do next?
LAMBS ARE FLUFFY!
with love,
Micheal.
NEXT CHAPTER:
Ever wonder what's going to happen for the last chapter? Well, the next chapter is going to be the last chapter. I decided I have played this whole thing out for too long. So the next chapter is going to be the best of all. Nice and long for all the fans. Sorry, but 9 seems like enough, right? I just want to do something else. This was funny and all, but it's being played out when the next chapter...really, honestly, needs to be the last. Coming sooner or later...
by weirdDAR
Note: This story may suck. I haven't written it yet. It seems like a good idea and all, but the 8th halloween movie sucked, so why wouldn't my 8th chapter? Makes sense to me.
(Micheal Myers is shown sitting alone on his bed, writing in his diary)
Dear Die-ary,
Welcome to my life on this fine morning. I killed someone just a few seconds ago. I thought when I killed that dog last week, I was done with my killing spree, but obviosuly people want to get me back for killing their family and friends. I guess no one goes for the whole serial killer thing these days. Which I think sucks ass.
Remember Carrie? I miss Carrie. I look under my bed and my blow up doll is nothing compared to her dead corpse. But she just got rusty lying there...I had to throw her away. Maybe one day, ONE DAY, I'll be able to have a woman to marry. I'm getting old now. How old am I? 70?No, I think I'm like in my 40s. I don't remember.
I forgot to mention, I went to the mall today. Every seems afraid of me. I guess they call me Public enemy #1 for a reason. But still, they could still be nice and tip their hat to me or something. Too bad I didn't bring my knife or they all would be my christmas ham I was planning on sending to Hannible. By the way, Norman Bates called, and he's gotten a little obsesive.
Nothing really goes on in my mind anymore. Sometimes I get random thoughts, but other than that, I have no idea what I should think. Cheese and ham go good together.
Note to self: Don't ever let victims hide in other victim's corpses...it causes me too many problems
I killed the narrarator before this chapter started. I get so tired of them. Our first narrarator was the best. Too bad I killed him for cheating on his wife's sister. He just stopped having sex with his wife's sister and had sex with his wife. So his wife's sister had to kill him.
HOW COME POWDERED EGGS EXSIST?
I can't believe the narrarators are hitting it and I'm not. It's not fair. I want some pussy too. Don't you, die-ary? I know I do. How come I cum?
Sooner or later, this series is going to turn rated R...but for now, it's PG-13. Which is something I don't understand. I guess it's on the edge of turning R. Enough about the series, I'm wondering what the hell weirdDAR is going to do for the next chapter. This chapter, obviously, isn't going to be very popular. So what will I do next?
LAMBS ARE FLUFFY!
with love,
Micheal.
NEXT CHAPTER:
Ever wonder what's going to happen for the last chapter? Well, the next chapter is going to be the last chapter. I decided I have played this whole thing out for too long. So the next chapter is going to be the best of all. Nice and long for all the fans. Sorry, but 9 seems like enough, right? I just want to do something else. This was funny and all, but it's being played out when the next chapter...really, honestly, needs to be the last. Coming sooner or later...