Chapter 1 story 8: father and son

Jakes diary:

October 31st 1998:

Today I turned 16. For two days now me and my dad have been at a cabin. I hate it out here hes trying to bond with me. Why doesn't he just fuck off? It's cold and constantly snowing too.

Last night a tarantula crawled on my face. He says were staying until November 25th. I hate it out here. He just shouted my name I think were going hunting again.

Dan's diary:

November 1st 1998:

Me and Jake went hunting yesterday. Hes too scared to shoot. He doesn't have any hobbies. I just want him to have a hobby of some sorts. He did not do anything like a coward. The deer just ran off. I'm ashamed of my son. Will I ever be able to fix him?

Note on kitchen fridge:

Going to get groceries I'll be back in a few minutes. Dont burn the cabin down.

11/1/98 Dan Howell. (The date and name was written at the bottom. It was written in black sharpie.)

Jake's diary:

November 1st 1998:

I'm alone in the cabin right now. Dad is getting groceries right now. So I'm just chilling in my room. The clock is very loud. Its getting on my nerves think I'm going to take a nap.