Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25758740-20141124171220

Diary entry 1: My name's Amamda. I live an average life. Keep a steady income. I may not like my job, but it pays the rent. I have a small apartment, and my landlord isn't always the nicest. But over my life isn't too bad. I have this really nice dresser in my room. My father got it for me in Singapore. It's the one thing about my bedroom that makes me feel happy. My mom got me this diary to show to her when I came to visit, she said I could tell her about all my adventures with it, not that I'll have one anytime soon. So yeah. But I've been having a small problem lately. The drawers would be closed, but I would wake up the next morning and one would beopen. This has progressed from 1,to 2,then 3, and now all 4 of them will be open when I wake up. I always remember to close them, but they keep on opening. I'll write some more tommorow. I'm going to shut the drawers again and try to get some sleep.

Diary entry 2: UGH! I woke up again this morning to my drawers all being open again. I KNOW I CLOSED THEM ALL LAST NIGHT. And here they were, all open. I'm starting to consider getting rid oof the dresser. Even though it was a gift from my dad, I CANT TAKE THIS ANYMORE. I have to get rid of it. I'll write more when that's been taken care of.

Diary entry 3: Ok. I got rid of it. Buy as I was doing so, a faint humming noise was coming from under my bed. I checked multiple times, but I couldn't find the source. It took me awhile to get that dresser out of my house and to my friend's house. I'm going to try and get some sleep. I'll write more in the morning.

Diary entry 4: Ok... some freaky shit is going on. I woke up and my door was open, the curtains were ripped to shreds, my lamp was knocked over,the lightbulb in it had been smashed, the side of my bed was torn to shreds, and my window was cracked. My diary was untouched. I'm going to go over and stay at my friends house for a couple of days. At least until I think it's safe to come back. I'm going to leave my diary here. It seems to me like it's bad luck.

Diary entry 5: It's been a few days and I'm back at my house. Everything seems normal except all the other drawers in my room are open. The humming that's coming from under my bed is growing louder by the minute. I should pro

Diary entry 6: I'm hiding in the closet. My hands are shaking so it's hard to write. There's a... thing... in my house. It's tall and it's got long, spindly legs. It looks like some sort of horribly deformed cat or something. It told me "Drawers is hungry." What the fuck?!? If I don't make it out of this alive and someone actually finds this diary.... TELL THEM THAT I

This is the diary found in Amanda (Last name blurred for confidentiality)'s apartment. She had a history of mental illness and schizophrenia. This potential homicide was dismissed as a suicide. Her mother has reclaimed the dresser in question. The diary will be filed as medical evidence. Amanda's body was not recovered. 