Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-28546665-20160525041810

This journal... The things my Uncle had written about... The agony he must've felt his whole life. Until the very end...

May 14th, 2015 I can't sleep. I mean literally can't sleep.

I am a terrible insomniac.

As much as I try to sleep. I can't.

I've been going to the doctors for plenty of years now.

They all say. "Take this pill once at night everyday." It would work for a week at most, but I would always end up back in their offices.

May 14th, 2015 11:38 PM Ugh, another late night out.

My boss has really been on my case lately. He is constantly nagging me to "Work harder, work faster." As much as I do work. I still only make six dollars a fucking hour.

I just want to put him in his place. See, he's not a good person. He is always sexual harassing the female workers. Even at times... going to far.

No one knows where Diana's body is to this day...

May 15th, 2015

Boss is being a fucking prick. I said one smart remark and he deducts my wage my twenty-five percent.

May 15th, 2015 3:38 PM My doctor supplied me with this new med. Duotine. He said it would make me stay calm and be able to sleep.

May 15th, 2015 11:59 PM The gore... It's... Everywhere...

The bodies hanging... All their eyes are missing. All of them are female.

Is that Diana?

May 17th, 2015

I slept for 26 fucking hours. I missed work. I missed everything.

My wife tried to wake me up. She completely lost it.

She tried everything.

Water, loud noises even calling a doctor.

Nothing...

May 17th, 2015 12:22 PM

My boss never showed up.

Everyone was puzzled. They called his phone and no one answered.

I volunteered to go check his house.

I stepped in to his front door and...

The place is completely ransacked.

Lamps were broken, windows smashed. Knives laying everywhere When I walked up to his door I stopped.

Listened, waited.

All I could here was the swaying of rope.

"Did he... kill himself in a fit of rage?"

I slowly opened the door.

"What the fuck..." Was all that could come out of my mouth.

My boss... had his eyes gouged out and was hanged by his feet.

May 19th, 2015

I don't know how to describe these past days events...

People have been going missing.

Their bodies have all been found like my bosses.

Whoever could have done this sickens me. Who in their right mind would do such a thing.

May 19th, 2015 11:22 PM I don't know anymore.

I researched this Duotine shit and nothing.

Not a single clue as to where this comes from. The only thing on the bottle says "Highly Experimental". Whatever the fuck that means.

May 21st, 2015 Gone.

My wife was just gone.

There was no note.

All her belongings are here.

Where is she?

May 22nd, 2015 I didn't think I would have the strength to write this.

My wife is dead.

She was found, eyeless and hanged.

The only thing was. ''Someone had removed my unborn son from her Womb. '' I can't bare to think anymore.

On the day of our Anniversary.

She's gone.

May 23rd, 2015 3:22 AM

I hear a baby crying. That's all I've heard all night. A baby. Crying. This isn't some voice I'm hearing in my head.

I went into my living room.

A very premature baby laying in our crib we had bought for Xzavier.

June 12th, 2015

I'm the only one left...

Every person in our town. Dead.  Did I do this...?

Did I kill them all?

October 13th, 2015

So much blood.

Too much blood.

This is my final entry.

I have been through enough.

I have slit both my wrists.

I have a gun ready in case this fails.

Please forgive me everyone.

I am a monster.

Please let me die. 