3:00am Thursday, Aug 5
Dear diary,
Today was a hard day on the farm. It was raining and I haven’t eaten a thing. The crops are dying and there is no food left. Papa is sick in bed and mama is in town working for food. I haven’t seen her in months, but I’m not here to talk about my problems I’m here because I have to tell you a secret.
Last night my dog Charles brought me something. It was a strange goblet of some kind, me and my friend chuck were playing in the woods when my dog brought it to me.” Where did he get it from?” Chuck asked wide eyed. “I don’t know” I said looking at my dog Charles. Charles looked at me and barked and turned around running through a path in the woods I didn’t see before. “C’mon chuck!” I shouted running after Charles.
We followed him to a clearing in the woods. He sat by a pile of dirt with a stick sticking out on top. He started digging into the pile and I as well started to to. Me, chuck, and Charles dug into the file until i felt something with my hands.
What I pulled out will forever haunt my dreams. There in the dirt looking back at me with a terrified expression was a human head! I stared at it with shock and disgust and it stared back with the same haunting expression.
We never went back the woods again, and neither I nor chuck would ever forget.
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