User talk:Wonder56789

This is the journal of Carter J. Williams. It contains the tales and adventures of a waiter before his disappearance earlier this year. This leather book was found near Brookhollow lane, beneath the underbrush of the forest. It has pages of things that don't yet make much sense to me, I guess I'm lucky I can read those, some of these are straight up illegible from the looks of it. There are small drawings on each page, not the satanic type though. They are cartoony and rambunctious not something you would expect from something like this. The last things in here are two maps and a key that was put between the pages of the book sticking out. I will be writing out and describing parts of the book, I will also be keeping you posted if something interesting happens in my life as well. And until next time bye

Yeah, the title is straight up miss leading BUT I dose tell some truth. So remember when I said some of the pages are illegible, WELL THESE ARE THREE OF THEM. It honestly infuriating because on the 4th page it picks up on a story that I don't even know. I'm trying to piece this together now but it's hard. So I'll tell you what I know for certain. As you can probably tell by that little intro I gave this book belongs to a young man names Carter J. Williams. I didn't know this guy but from the looks of it, he was pretty average, despite having a few gov. conspiracies here and here. Not the kind like THE GOVERNMENT IS LIZARD PEOPLE no not that, more like ¨ I think they're watching me¨. I mean it's not easy to admit but we all feel like that sometimes, like they have full control of every little thing in everyone life. It's unnerving so everyone kind of pushes it back and doesn't think or talk about it. Or maybe that's just me. Anyway, I'm sorry for getting off track, so needless to say he was normal but strange in privet.

FOURTH PAGE- I have had an ok day if you could even say that it's 10:30 pm right now. My therapist says I should write every day about how I'm feeling. Oddly enough I don't find this helping me it's more annoying than anything, I mean I go through the same shit every day. Wake up, go to work at the restaurant, eat, sleep its the same bit every single day. Yeah, my life is stable as you can see I can purchase whatever I want within reason of course, But my mind is a different story. I'm not crazy, but I do want more. Yeah it may sound selfish and I'm completely ok with that, That being said I do need things to change. Things have been bleak don't get me wrong it was like that before, But this last month...Its like I can feel the overwhelming sense dread stalking me and It gets closer every day. I don't know what to do at this point, hell that's why I started going to therapy I thought it would help they told me to start writing in this notebook. I know I'm not doing this right, They told me to write every day I can't even get that done. They gave me this book a MONTH AGO and I have made very little progress. Maybe that's why I'm not feeling any better. Maybe Its like medication you can't take it just when you see fit, you have to take it every day or you will never get better. I'm trying harder now to at least write once a week. It's getting late and I have work tomorrow I should probably head to bed.