“Hi diary, if you're wondering why this entry is not with the others, it's because this is a secret entry! I wanted to draw my friend but he is a bit shy. He said that he would agree to me making a drawing of him if I put it where people wouldnt be able to see it.”
You look down slightly to the creepiest drawing you've seen in your life. Either her friend is really ugly or she's just a shitty artist. Slightly chuckle at the drawing until the hairs on your neck stand up. You quickly look up and don’t see anything. That is until you look through your vanity mirror to a familiar dark figure standing behind you.
“like to be my friend? like to be my friend? de to be my friend? friend? my friend”
you run out of your room before the hand he raised was able to land on your shoulder. A million thoughts run through your mind. What was that thing? How did it get into my house? Was he the one who killed the neighbors? These thoughts continue to run as you subconsciously run towards the forest. And some point you trip on a rock and drop the diary. Without looking behind you, you leave it behind, afraid that he may be chasing you still. You run deep into the thick forest, knowing that it would be hard for him to find you here. You continue to wander, trying to calm yourself down.