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July/8/14 My name is jack, I am a shoe seller, maniac, and some-what weirdo, Sounds like the premise of a slasher film. But there is nothing scary, let alone interesting about my life, I passed college with a 3.4 gpa and yet I still don't have a great job, I'm freaking 21, I should be having the time of my life, but no I have to live in a small 1 bathroom 1 bedroom apartment in a small town in Pennsylvania, so nothing cool is happening. Even in a small town where you'd expect everyone to know each other, nope, I am a nobody. I decided to add one positive thing in my life and write a journal, so I can laugh at how bad my life is. Jesus it's 12:29. I should go to bed.

July/9/14 today was filled with suck. I had no breakfast, I was treated like crap by multiple customers, and I almost got fired by my boss, at least I managed to write this at a good time, it is 8:39 right now and I am exhausted, my car broke down and I had to run home which took like ten minutes, and now I'm here writing in this journal. Other than that nothing new has happened.

July/10/14 For once something interesting has happened in this town. We don't get those big news stations since big companies are too cheap to drive all the way to our town. But we know because our town is only like twenty miles In diameter. The news spread like a wild fire across the town, the man who died was the it guy, the guy all the men wanted to be, and the one who treated the less fortunate like dirt, and I hated him for that. This guy only live in a town house with two stories, and that was it, but he was the perfect man, all the women dated him at least once. The point is his body was discovered today like three hours ago by his girlfriend, he died of facial lacerations, missing organs and he was found with hit heart in his mouth, that is pretty freaky, the worse part is I had a night mare about a scene like that the night before. This was a crazy coincidence. Or maybe it wasn't, I am going to bed early tonight. I need the rest.

July/11/14 so I have a knack for sleeping with my journal now, and it is 6:am why am I writing this so early you may ask, it is because of the fact that I woke on a park bench. It was only a ten minute walk to my house but still. I don't know how, I fell asleep on my bed, and I know that for sure. The worst part is I had another night mare, I woke up and I walked up to the news paper stand, and I saw something shocking, my boss was murdered, hew was found decapitated. And the worst part my nightmare was exactly about decapitating somebody with my hand, my hand was a knife in the dream, I started to wonder if this was only a coincidence about the murders and the nightmares, or if it was much more, I simply brushed it off as me being crazy. And I walked home.

July/12/14 now this is getting freaky, a third person has been killed but this time there was a witness, who said he saw the murderer as a tall black figure, around 9", and it had something like a knife for a hand. It was hairless as well, and apparently she saw the creature heading towards the park. Which is why I woke up there for the second time. The victim this time was my ex girlfriend, Patricia. The worst part is I had another nightmare about the same way she was found dead, cut in half. It is almost midnight and I am now afraid to sleep as I feel somebody else might die, I slowly started to realize something, I was the relentless murderer everyone feared, I needed to do something I went to the one and only gunstore in my town on my bike which took like half an hour, I purchased a 44 colt., you can see where this is going. I got home and took a couple last drinks, I finally prepped up the gun and stuck it to the side of my Head, a perfect shot through the temple, and I was ready, after all it would be painless, and I shot........the bullet, simply bounced off..