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Part 12

A bedroom…

It was a different room from the rest of the house.

The room was fully carpeted and furnished, although there was a lack of color. Black and white. Only black and white.

No, wait…

A red leather bound book stood out in the room. It was laid upon a black desk. It hurt my eyes because of the sudden color change.

I walked over and picked it up.

On the cover, in intricate, golden letters:

Jonathan Christoph

1984-

The worn book was a diary; its pages were a bit wrinkled and yellow. I opened it and sat on the dusty bed. I began reading the diary:

June 11, 1996

Dear Diary,

I got this thing for my birthday in March, but I never felt like writing in it until now… And for a good reason. We got out of school today. WE'RE OUT FOR THE SUMMER! Everyone was so happy, even Ms. Bitters wasn't screaming "Doom!" every minute. I'm going to miss everyone though, Chloe, Sara, Nikolas, and Trent… Chloe kissed me on the cheek when we were leaving. GROSS! BLEARGH! So disgusting. Girls are creepy. My face is all red because I was scrubbing it so hard with soap and a sponge. Nasty germs… Oh dear god my face is itching… ALL THE GERMS MUST NOT BE DEAD! ARRGHH!!! BYE!

I smiled, but I laid my eyes on the next entry. The letters were all shaky and indents covered the page as if Nny had clawed at the page.
June 15, 1996

Dear Diary,

It's dark outside. It's 1:46a.m. and I just woke up because I heard a loud crashing noise and screams downstairs. I'm scared. I hope mom and dad are okay…

3:02a.m. Still dark. I don't hear anything. Maybe it's okay.

5:36… the sun is rising. I am still awake. I can't go to sleep. I don't think I want to go downstairs.

8:17a.m… But I think I have to…

They are dead… Gone… I found them, both in the living room with their throats slashed open… Congealing blood surrounding them… My parents… are dead. Oh god. Everything is shattered, broken. I can't feel anything. Oh god.

Shit, his parents were murdered…
June 18, 1996

I'm in my room. I've been here for the last three days, in bed, wishing I could go to sleep and never wake up. But I always do. Waking from nightmares into the ugly reality. I didn't cry.

June 21, 1996

The police broke into our house. They found me. They found my parents. The neighbors were complaining about the smell. The police were shocked at how I've been staying alone in my room, eating nothing. I never said anything The police thought that I had gone through mental trauma and they put me in the Defective Headmeats Institute. The people in white coats put me in a white padded room.

June 24, 1996

Three times a day, the people in white coats let me out of the room. No one has spoken to me since I came here. They all think I've gone crazy from seeing my dead parents.

June 28, 1996

I woke up in the padded room with a little girl looking at me. She was probably younger than me, with jet-black hair and a white dress. I asked her who she was and how she got in. She told me that her name was Lynn. She said she snuck in and giggled. She asked me what my name was and I told her, "Johnny". She laughed and said that it was too long. She said she would call me "Nny". "It was easier", she told me. She asked me if I would be her friend. I smiled a little and told her that I would. Then, I heard someone coming, so did Lynn. She hid behind the door as a man in a white jacket came in. He told me that it was time to go outside. I followed him out of the door and Lynn snuck out and followed me. We walked around talking some more and the other kids were looking at us. Lynn was in this place because her parents thought she was crazy. She doesn't seem crazy to me…

July 1, 1996

During lunch in the institute today, this irritating, drooling boy started pushing me. He stupidly asked me who I was talking to all the time. I told him, "Lynn" and pointed at her at our usual table. He looked at me funny and told me I was crazy. He laughed at me. It sounded something like, "DUH HUH! DUH HUH!" I told him to stop and he shoved me. I fell and Lynn saw. She started crying and screaming for help. No one came. I shrieked at the bully for making Lynn cry. I tackled him and wrapped my hands around his neck. He started choking and everyone started screaming. Then, these big men dragged me off. "He's not breathing!" someone screamed. The big men carried me off into a room and put a weird jacket with buckles on me. I couldn't move my arms. A man in a while coat told me that I would have to wear it every time I left my room. Size 5. The man in the white coat then took it off and the big men dragged me away. They took me to my room and put me in. They shut the door and I shrieked. LYNN! She was behind the door! She smiled at e and said, "Thank you." She grabbed my hands and we started dancing. We laughed and danced. Then, suddenly, someone knocked at the door and opened it. It was the man in the white coat. Lynn hid behind the door again and was peeking at us. The man spoke to me. He told me that the boy at lunch was dead. Strangely, I felt good about it. He told me that I would have to take a red pill everyday from now on. He gave one to me and watched me swallow it. Lynn snuck out from behind the man and ran out the door. The man tried to smile at me (only an ugly grimace came) and he left.

July 3, 1996

Lynn didn't come today or yesterday. I am horribly bored. The people in white coats won't let me out as often anymore…

July 4, 1996

I remember when my family used to have a barbecue on the Fourth. We would watch the fireworks under the starry, night sky.

July 12, 1996

I haven't written in this for a while… There is nothing to write. Nothing to do. The white coats won't let me near the other kids. God, where is Lynn?

July 15, 1996

Doctor Nell, the man in the white coat visited me again. He gave me a red pill. Before I swallowed it, I asked him where Lynn was. He looked at me weirdly and asked who that was. I suddenly felt cold. I shrieked at him that Lynn was the girl in the white dress who talked to me all those times that I went outside. The doctor looked uneasy and told me to calm down. I didn't. I screamed at him that Lynn came into my room a couple of times. She DANCED AND TALKED TO ME! The doctor called for the guards. The big men came through the door and restrained me. I dropped the red pill. Doctor Nell told me to calm down once more. Then he calmly told me that there was no Lynn. He pointed at the hidden camera in the ceiling. He told me that the nurses were watching me 24/7. He told me that no one has ever stepped in my room except for the other doctors and himself. He would have been notified if someone else intruded. I got angry. I told him that I saw her with my own eyes. I talked to Lynn. I told the doctor to ask all the other kids. They all saw her. I was sure of it. Doctor Nell slowly nodded and said that he would. He left the room with the guards.

July 16, 1996

Doctor Nell came again today, already flanked with two guards. He told me that he had asked all the other kids. They had never seen a girl in a white dress named Lynn. They had never seen me with anyone. Doctor Nell gave me two pills today. A red and a white one. I put them both in my mouth. I didn't swallow. The doctor and his guards left. I spat the pills out. How could Lynn not exist? I saw her.

July 17, 1996

I can hear her. She does exist! SHE DOES! Her voice reaches my ears, faintly at night. She is calling for help. She wants me to help her. To free her. She tells me not to take the pills. She tells me that they are all lying to me… Lying… to… me… I've got to help her…

July 20, 1996

Time for change. Time for something new. I stole a charged tazer from a guard when he came into the cell with Doctor Nell. He made a mistake today, There was only one guard. As soon as they turned to leave, I stunned the both of them. I ran out into the white hallway. I just kept on running. I stunned anyone in my way. I ran out of the double doors into the sunlight. I looked back at the institute one last time and spotted Lynn in the window on the second floor. She was smiling and waving. I waved and called out "Goodbye!" She smiled even wider and I ran away.

To be continued…

Note: This is Nny's Diary before Die-Ary.