Log 002
Still Wed-nes-day
01/07/2009
5 more days till my doom
Daniel is a 95lbs German Shepherd he likes to escape and explore the city when I'm at school but lately I've started to hear his voice. He sounds like a 12-year-old kid which is hilarious but if your dog starts to call you his kin and cursing you out when he needs to pee you'll start getting very annoyed. Ma and Pa have gotten used to the new changes a lot faster than me, but for some reason, I think they are hiding something from me. I've started keeping track and files about everything that has changed or is happening since my unfortunate passing. Not voluntarily though it's like some innate trait has awoken and I feel the need to keep tabs on everything. I have also begun to hear whispers of some sinister entity. According to [REDACTED] I may have created a tear in the very thin curtain between life and death. If this is true I need to find some sorta of solution before it comes and bites me in the ass.
Log 2 finish
