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Hi, I am Sean Dee. This is a creepy pasta I made called I'm Hurt. This is the second draft of the pasta. Hope you enjoy!

Here are some journal entries of a disturbed teen that encounters some odd back pain.

November 1, 2013 20:15

I finally have a journal that I can write my thoughts into. I have thought about my family for the last few days. I keep having issues with my dad, and I wanted to just murder him. I have the materials to do it, but something keeps me from doing it.

November 3, 2013 20:03

God, I forgot to write about yesterday. I saw something not too far from where I live. I saw it, and it disappeared. Once it disappeared, I felt something hit my back like a bag of bowling balls were being dropped from the Eiffel tower onto my back. Well, to day I woke up with some odd pain in my back. Hell, what am I going to do? My birthday is soon, and I am experiencing some minor back pain. I am going to take some Tylenol before I go to bed.

November 4, 2013 20:06

Tomorrow is my birthday, and I just heard from one of my friends I have not seen since third grade. We talked for a while, but I felt lonely once he said he had to go. Then I started hearing something whispering. I made out 2 words. ‘Kill him.’

November 5, 2013 20:30

My father died last night when I was asleep. I felt my body hurting this morning, and then I heard my mom scream. I ran to her bedroom, but I stop three steps in front of her door. I don't know why, but I just stopped and felt a chill throughout my body. I heard the voice whispering ‘You did it.’ It keeps saying those three words over and over again. I don’t know why I am hearing that voice. I talked to my teachers about my father’s murder and the voice in my head. They say the voice is just a figment of my imagination. I am taking a Tylenol before I go to bed again. I hope I get to bed soon.

November 6, 2013 20:13

I finally got to sleep last night around midnight. I heard the voice stop around 23:40. Why the voice stopped then, I don’t know. But I was happy. I woke up not long after I fell asleep, but I heard the voice say something in what I think is a different language. Yet when I fully woke up I heard ‘Stop writing in that journal. You know what is going to happen if you don't stop.’ I don't know what will happen, but I will keep writing in this journal. Also, I did not hear the voice today. I wonder why the voice and the pain went away.

November 7, 2013 20:07

I woke up this morning with pain in my back and my shoulders. I still feel as if a ton of bricks when on my shoulders and my back. I don’t know if this is a repercussion of me continuing to write in this journal, but I want to continue to write in this journal to have my thoughts be put on paper. I hope I can continue to write in the journal after a few weeks.

November 20, 2013

The next day after I stopped writing in here, I started hearing the old voice and a new, but nicer voice. The first voice still blares in my head '‘YOU DID IT. YOU KILLED HIM.’ 'But the nicer voice says '' ‘Don’t worry. He is lying to you. You did not kill him.’ ''The more I hear the voices, the crazier I become. I have no clue when I will stop being sane. And I wonder when my shoulders and my back will stop hurting. I will need to talk to my doctor about this.

November 21, 2013

<p class="MsoNormal">I have asked my mom to call my doctor to look at my back. It hurts so much. My friend invited me to stay at his house and I was hesitant to answer him. Saying whether to go to his house, or stay here in the safety of my own. After a few minutes I answered ‘Yes I would love to come over to your home for a sleepover.’ I just hope that when I go over there, nothing goes awry.

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<p class="MsoNormal">November 24, 2013

<p class="MsoNormal">Last night I slept over at my friend’s house. There were seven of us total, including me. We had fun, but it ended around 23:00. That is when we all went to sleep. I think someone broke in sometime in between then and 07:00 because that is when I woke up with blood all over the room. I woke up, thinking that someone wet themselves, but when I opened my eye, that is when I saw the mass of bodies all over the room. A head here, an arm there, a bloody chest on the bed, just body parts everywhere. I ran out of the room, covered in the blood of the teens in that room. The parents when they woke up, and saw me covered in blood and called the cops on me. When the cops got there, they said that there is no way that I could have killed them myself. The only steps I took where when I woke up. I just can’t figure out why the killer did not make a sound and did not kill me. I am going to the doctors in a few days. I hope nothing happens within the next few days.

<p class="MsoNormal">November 26, 2013

<p class="MsoNormal">Tomorrow is my doctor appointment. I hope that I will get some explanation about why I’m hurting so much. If only the pain would go away, then I might get my normal life back. I keep hearing the voices in my head fighting about nothing. It gives me a head ache when they fight. I need to make an appointment with a psychiatrist.

<p class="MsoNormal">November 27, 2013

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<p class="MsoNormal">I went to the doctor today. When I lifted my shirt for her to look at my back, she screamed. I don’t recall what happened, but what I remember is screaming, blood, and (Blood is splattered over the rest of the page.)

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