POST #1 January 18- January 23rd
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My name is Julien,and I have 2 cats and a dog. I love them more than anything in the world. I am 12 years old, and have 1 brother who is 9. My parents are still married; and we live in a decent sized home. Ive always found my basement creepy but that's irrelevant.
I am here to document whats going on in my head. At night I always have the worst nightmares. I dream of things, then i forget what it was in the morning (just like everyone). But whats weird is that, it all seems familiar.
Ive never told my parents this, because i think they would get worried. I sometimes think why i always have these dreams. I asked a few of my friends at school today asking if they have recurring nightmares every night. None of them do, so i asked the school "psychiatrist" if it was normal. She said a lot of kids your age have it, if it doesn't go away in a month contact me again. I will remember that.
Well i am going to head off to sleep. I better have good luck.
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Good morning… i had a horrible sleep last night. I just woke up a few minutes ago. I am typing this right after i woke up to type what i remember in my dream. All i can remember is that one of my cats (piper) died. I was sad in the morning because i love piper and even the thought of her dissapearing is sad.
It has been one hour since the last paragraph and i cant find piper. Could it be that it was what i wrote down from my dream? If so i will not be able to sleep for a while now. I will put up posters and call the pound for my cat.
Ive tried for a long time now, and no one has seen her. I'm going to check around the house.
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My cat is… dead. I was looking around the house for her, when i found, IT. I looked everywhere but downstairs, i figured i had to check down there. I went down shivering a little bit, like i was vibrating. My basement was still in renovating so the walls were white, and the floor was concrete. The bathroom toilet didn't work and there was no walls around it. The bathtub was full with bags of pink insolation.
I looked everywhere downstairs, mostly empty rooms so i didn't have to look that hard. Then i took the insolation out and what i saw was unbearable. It was my cat. Its chest was opened up on its side with guts hanging out the side. I am not going to say any more details than that.
After seeing that I was going to throw up in the toilet when i saw its heart inside of the toilet. I ended up throwing up on the floor.
I went and told my dad and he had to dispose of it somehow. So we ended up baring it up in our yard and we even made a little gravestone where it was buried. I still did have one of my cats. I still loved him just as much, his name was Friday.
Well i am going to bed again, if i can get some sleep.
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I haven't slept an wink yet, and its already midnight. I typing at midnight because, well i have nothing better to do. I started to doze off, but i was still technically awake. In that time i dreamt that my brother was going to die from torturing himself. And in the dream it happened right in front of me.
It has been a day and nothing happened. I think i am actually safe now. Well one bad thing happened i think i can stop with the journal now. Goodbye, have a nice day!
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