Ch2

Its evening... i am tired after my long workout.. man! i ve lost some KGS... i shout at myself in the mirror...

I didn't know one day workout could do such a thing... i take a shower and lay down in my bed. i hear my door open and it's mom. she brought some ice cream with her . i ran down like a child who have been waiting for mom to arrive. i actually was running for the ice cream. i had a bowl full. but mama's daily questions were disrupting my happiness of eating ice cream. how was your day, what did you do all day?

come on im a little too old for that. i eat the dinner very quickly and go to my room. to do a routine. yea I know. i hate routines. but this one's my favourite. i love writing diaries. most of the people I know hate diary writing. and even if they write it's partial truth. but there's me...

I like to even store videos of that day to a particular folder called diary. both of my diaries have locks. only i know the password to my folder and I change it frequently. and the place of the key of the diary is mentioned in the e- diary. that also is changed frequently.

anyway, enough of thinking. i sat down and opened the diary and started writing my experience . as I finished uploading a video of me doing zumba,i heard something.. I've heard it before. that scream... could it be true. could there be a supernatural being next-door.?

no way... i peeped into that house through my window... i see something. i think I see someone's eyes... it's hideous ... but they are scary. scary blue eyes. i take a photo as soon as possible.i am too scared and I run to my mama. she is practising her spells. i see this and I feel stupid .without calling her i go back to my room . i was just hallucinating. what a stupid girl am I. i lay down on my bed.

well I'll included the photo to the diary.. i get scared by seeing the photo. if I was hallucinating how could it be that it's in the photo?

I force my eyes to close . i hold my teddy(i know I'm a little old for that) and go to sleep...zzz