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Ive Tried submitting this story but it was taken down is there any way to get it up

June 13th

When I was only about four or five I remember one time while i was watching my favorite show at the time something different happened. I've been reading about these T.V. hijackings and I think that's what happened ,but I don't remember very well so last week I went to my parents house. When i got there, my mom was sitting in the living room it was very nostalgic going back there. I can still remember sitting in the corner where the TV was and still is. The carpet was still light blue just like I remembered it. When I was a teen I remember hating this house but now it's the best feeling being back here. I Looked at my mom and she didn't notice me at first. She was starting to go deaf but it hadn't gotten bad enough that she needed a hearing aid.

"Oh, Hi John. Your dad is in the bathroom as always, How are you?"

"Hey mom.I have a question about something when I was a kid."

As soon as I said this my mom's eyes got huge. I could tell she knew what I was talking about but was hopping I wasn't going to mention the incident.

"What is it honey?"

"Do you remember when I was about four the "Special Presentation"?"

There was a few minutes of silence then she spoke again.

"You know that happened with your brother too, and with me."

She told me all about what it was and what happened.

Basically while a show was running it would be interrupted this happened twice while I was a kid and once for my mom and brother. But there were weird images. Like a creature standing in the corner or sitting on someone's bed. That's all my mom could remember except that it ended with the creature slowly walking closer as text on the screen says "Sleep Tight"

"That’s all I can remember, honey."

"Where is  Jacob now, Mom?"

"He moved to West Virginia. We haven't seen him since."

July 1st

Today I made it to West Virginia. I must find my brother to learn more about this, He would remember it since he saw it 3 times. I won't say the town because I don’t want people to follow me if they find this diary.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">July 5th

<p style="font-weight:normal;">I found my brother...well his body. He was in an old burnt down building dead with these drawings in his hand.

<p style="font-weight:normal;"> I meet some of his friends too they seem nice. I have an apartment here and im going to continue his research.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">July 23rd

<p style="font-weight:normal;">I haven't been able to update this but something important has happened.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">My Brother is back but I don’t believe it is him. He Seems different but I'll keep an eye on him.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">No matter what he has been an amazing help on this "Mr. Smiley" thing. My new friends don’t believe me about my brother they think I was lying about his death now. It's ok though I mean they weren’t there with me. They didn't see his lifeless body.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">August 4th

<p style="font-weight:normal;">I can't write much because we are ready to go on an "adventure" as said by Vinnie. We will be going to an abandoned building near the woods, but I'm not excited I'm pretty sure it's a trap. Jacob is the one who set it up and I'm not prepared for it to be one. They wouldn't let me bring any of my weapons. Only Jacob could bring weapons. <p style="font-weight:normal;"> I was right I'm hiding in the closet of the building. My own brother, I don't know if he killed anyone else but he is right outside I hear him breathing. The thing he has become wants me to finish writing this I don't know why, maybe he wants others to come but whatever happens if you read this somehow if you read this. Please don't do what I did. Take the book and throw it away burn it if you must but just sta y away from the little town in Oregon. <ac_metadata title="The Little Town in Oregon (need help)"> </ac_metadata>