Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25148355-20140707040154

June 15, 2013 My name is Josiah Williams. I live in Seattle with my beautiful wife Tara. We live on the 31st floor of an apartment complex in downtown. I have always thought keeping a diary would be a fun experience, but I have never really gotten around to starting one. However, last night Tara convinced me to finally buy one. Here goes nothing.

--- June 16, 2013 I had the most dreadful dream I have ever experienced in my life last night. I was in a small, dark, humid room. I was strapped to a chair in the middle of the room. I looked up to see a man in a nicely kept suit. He approached me slowly. As he drew closer, I saw that his head was wrapped in cloth like a mummy. Above his right breast, he wore a name tag that read "Hello, My Name Is Shiloh". He was carrying an unidentified object wrapped in cloth. When he finally reached me, he removed the cloth from the item in his hand. It was a large blade of sorts. The man brought the large knife closer to me, as if to give me a better look. Engraved on the side in bold letters was the word REPENT. He then grabbed the knife with his right hand, and ever-so gently slid the blade into my lower right abdomen. Then I woke up. I looked all around my room, panting and sweating. To my left I saw Tara(I was unbelievably glad my nightmare had not awaken her). However, when I looked down, I saw a large incision in my lower right abdomen. You cannot comprehend the fear I experienced. I managed to patch it up before Tara woke up. I am definitely not going to tell her about this.

--- June 19, 2013 I saw Shiloh again today. Only this time, it wasn't in a dream. I saw him sitting outside on my balcony drinking champagne. He gave a slight nod and raised his drink towards me. I am undoubtedly going insane. I am debating whether or not I should go to an asylum or not. All I know is I can't take much more of this.

--- June 21, 2013 Shiloh sat down and talked with me today. Perhaps I was to quick to judge him. He is a very funny and likeable guy. I can't believe how much he knew about me! He knows that my parents died in a car crash 14 years ago, and how my sister committed suicide 9 years ago. He understands me. He knows how alone I feel. I told him that it was a good thing I had Tara. He told me he is not very fond of her. He says she doesn't understand us. Perhaps he is right.

--- June 30, 2013 My conversations with Shiloh have become much more frequent. Tara says that I am going crazy and "talking to imaginary friends like a child". Shiloh was not happy with that comment. He had to go outside and let off some steam. I scolded Tara for being so rude. She told me that if this keeps up, she will leave me alone. At least I know Shiloh will not leave me.

--- July 11, 2013 I am so glad I met Shiloh. After all, he was the one who convinced me to kill Tara. And look at me now! I am doing better then I have ever done! I rarely ever leave the apartment now, because I am to busy talking to Shiloh.

--- July 21, 2013 Shiloh told me that the police were coming to visit today. He helped me barricade the doors so they can't get in. I fear that the end is near, but Shiloh assures me that we are safe. I can hear them banging on the door. They are using a battering ram now. The barricade is slowly falling. Shiloh is waiting for me on the edge of my balcony. I have to go now. 