Disclaimer:
Just to get some things quite clear so you won't be confused. The diary entries of Lisa are my own PRETEND dates so please don't flame me about it. I'm trying to make this story quite realistic, kay? I hope you like it.
Bai
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~|| Lisa Garland- the Reflections of a Captive Soul
My story is about the Lisa Garland. Her soul found no peace and will find none through the destiny that fate has set for her. Damned to care for the child whose wounds never healed, the smell of rotting flesh and the pus seeping throughout bandages has traumatized Lisa, and her fear reaching it's peak. Sadly, Lisa is also a drug-addict, and it has left a shadow over her, thus her solace will never be found.
In this story, her diary entries express her anguish, insane Dahlia Gillesphie, the feeling of loneliness, and price she must pay for her drug. She's fighting a losing battle, and in the end, she will not only question her sanity, but her very existence. (I know it's sounds cliché =^_^= but it's not!!)
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May 5th
I have decided to keep a diary since Dr. Kaufmann has assigned me a special position. He didn't tell me just yet as to where, but I'm sure he will tell me soon. I'm really excited, but I've noticed something that I cannot quite grasp right now. Although I seem rather paranoid, Alchemia hospital, actually the whole town, has gotten a lot gloomier since my first arrival in March.
Everyone seems to be rather depressed and many of the workers in the hospital, and most of the townspeople, have dark shadows under their eyes, like they haven't had sleep in quite a while. I've asked them if they felt all right but they stare off into space as if I'm not there. I've decided not to question their rather grotesque way of living, because I probably won't have to dwell on it once accustomed to the town's mysterious ways.
I had read the paper recently, and a woman's house caught afire. She lives only two blocks away from my apartment. That saddens me deeply, especially since the woman's child died. However, it was rumored that the woman never shed a single tear or show and mournful behavior at her loss. Her tragic loss must of put her into shock.
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May 7th
I heard from an acquaintance of mine that she heard sobbing in the basement storeroom. 'That's against hospital regulations though-' I told her, 'We're under orders to never enter the storeroom.' She also told me she smelt burnt flesh, which I thought quite funny, since the morgue was next to it. 'But we never brought in a burnt corpse. I checked with-' but then she stopped abruptly and she wobbled slightly to her left. 'No need to worry. Just dizzy spells.' She looked at me reassuringly, then went into the nearest bathroom.
I noticed something. Never since I came to Silent Hill to work for the hospital, did I see shadows under her eyes. The same shadows that most of the workers had. I'm getting sorta scared now. She never had dizzy spells. I went straight to her files. I read it for a little while and it read that she has no allergies or any sort of seizures. Or any signs of depression, so I have no other explanations.
I sometimes wonder why I get so worked up about this. Maybe I haven't been sleeping myself. I guess it's the whole towns' case.
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May 11th
I don't remember much of last night. One moment, I'm at my apartment writing, the next.in this strange looking room. How did I get here? I'm in the same clothes as I was wearing( Thank the Lord) I don't know what's going on.
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The end of chapter One. I'll try to write more. But anyway, Lisa is still unknowing on the 'special assignment'. And she will undoubtedly find out soon.
Just to get some things quite clear so you won't be confused. The diary entries of Lisa are my own PRETEND dates so please don't flame me about it. I'm trying to make this story quite realistic, kay? I hope you like it.
Bai
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------
~|| Lisa Garland- the Reflections of a Captive Soul
My story is about the Lisa Garland. Her soul found no peace and will find none through the destiny that fate has set for her. Damned to care for the child whose wounds never healed, the smell of rotting flesh and the pus seeping throughout bandages has traumatized Lisa, and her fear reaching it's peak. Sadly, Lisa is also a drug-addict, and it has left a shadow over her, thus her solace will never be found.
In this story, her diary entries express her anguish, insane Dahlia Gillesphie, the feeling of loneliness, and price she must pay for her drug. She's fighting a losing battle, and in the end, she will not only question her sanity, but her very existence. (I know it's sounds cliché =^_^= but it's not!!)
____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________________________________
May 5th
I have decided to keep a diary since Dr. Kaufmann has assigned me a special position. He didn't tell me just yet as to where, but I'm sure he will tell me soon. I'm really excited, but I've noticed something that I cannot quite grasp right now. Although I seem rather paranoid, Alchemia hospital, actually the whole town, has gotten a lot gloomier since my first arrival in March.
Everyone seems to be rather depressed and many of the workers in the hospital, and most of the townspeople, have dark shadows under their eyes, like they haven't had sleep in quite a while. I've asked them if they felt all right but they stare off into space as if I'm not there. I've decided not to question their rather grotesque way of living, because I probably won't have to dwell on it once accustomed to the town's mysterious ways.
I had read the paper recently, and a woman's house caught afire. She lives only two blocks away from my apartment. That saddens me deeply, especially since the woman's child died. However, it was rumored that the woman never shed a single tear or show and mournful behavior at her loss. Her tragic loss must of put her into shock.
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May 7th
I heard from an acquaintance of mine that she heard sobbing in the basement storeroom. 'That's against hospital regulations though-' I told her, 'We're under orders to never enter the storeroom.' She also told me she smelt burnt flesh, which I thought quite funny, since the morgue was next to it. 'But we never brought in a burnt corpse. I checked with-' but then she stopped abruptly and she wobbled slightly to her left. 'No need to worry. Just dizzy spells.' She looked at me reassuringly, then went into the nearest bathroom.
I noticed something. Never since I came to Silent Hill to work for the hospital, did I see shadows under her eyes. The same shadows that most of the workers had. I'm getting sorta scared now. She never had dizzy spells. I went straight to her files. I read it for a little while and it read that she has no allergies or any sort of seizures. Or any signs of depression, so I have no other explanations.
I sometimes wonder why I get so worked up about this. Maybe I haven't been sleeping myself. I guess it's the whole towns' case.
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May 11th
I don't remember much of last night. One moment, I'm at my apartment writing, the next.in this strange looking room. How did I get here? I'm in the same clothes as I was wearing( Thank the Lord) I don't know what's going on.
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The end of chapter One. I'll try to write more. But anyway, Lisa is still unknowing on the 'special assignment'. And she will undoubtedly find out soon.