Dieary

by tasty cheez

A short die-ary entry from a high school Johnny C. Written the night/morning before his first massacre. And then the night after his first massacre. I might keep doing these, but don't expect regular updates. Nny didn't format neither do I.

4. may 7

A/N I noticed there are a couple of other die-ary style fics out there. Did I start a trend or something? Or was there one before me? I don't know that was a while ago. Anywho...

Dear die-ary, I'm hungry. I don't think I have ever been this hungry. I keep getting dizzy, and my vision is fading. Every time I stand up I get a head rush. I don't like this feeling. I don't like this house. How did I get here? I remember my school, but how long ago was that? I'm not me. It's hard to explain, but... I don't know. This can't be who I am. I think I'm going insane, I've been hearing a voice in my head. It's my voice. It's telling me that I'm not crazy, that I can change, but it's SO FUCKING CONDESENDING!! I need to get out of this house. I need some air, some quite. Yeah a nice walk sounds good right now.

Johnny C. 5/7 wherethefuck:Istheclock AM

A/N He is officially losing his mind. Next one will be longer I swear! But the wait won't be.