Jessica
Entry 1
My name is Conan, Conan Halen. I'm a famous actor and television spokesman..and for the past couple days..I've been stalked..I don't know by who..but..they seem to know every little goddamn thing about me..I don't know how..but it's like every second I have to look over my shoulder..just to make sure they're not there..watching..waiting..they want something from me..is it for what I did?..no..no one knows about that..no one will ever know about that..not as long as I live and breathe..this isn't some punishment of my sin..this is a crazy fan..and I don't know what's worse anymore..I know it's gonna escalate..it's gonna get worse..but I can't go to anyone without revealing the truth..even if it's minor..about what happened that night..so for now..I'll have to stop them on my own..anywho..that's all I can write for now. I get I'm a bit scatterbrained but..I thought journaling would help
Entry 2
I noticed someone in a hood today..they were following me..they looked female..of course it was female...it's her, isn't it..God, I'm sorry..but it's not like I can say that in person..what if she's going to kill me..I was young and dumb at that time..I was just scared, okay..just scared, really scared..I tried to go out with my friends to the bar today like I usually do every Saturday..I saw that same hooded woman..I know she's her..I just know it..she's following me everywhere..it almost feels like every hour..I've even tried hiring bodyguards to try to get her dealt with..the kind that wouldn't ask questions as to why I need them..but she knows..she knows the game I'm playing..it feels like she's being even more meticulous now..I don't feel safe..not like safety is meant for me..after what I did..I know it's her..that's the only explanation for it all..
Entry 3
I've stopped going to the bar with my friends..stopped auditioning for projects too..at least the in-person kind. I even stopped accepting roles altogether..the faster people don't remember me, the better..I don't feel safe anywhere anymore..she keeps slipping past my bodyguards too..she knows my patterns..she knows me better than anyone..I try to change the things I do to throw her off..but it's almost like she's predicted that too..an inevitable force..I don't know if she wants justice..or just to fuck around with me before she tries to deliver my end..I think it's both..she's messing with me..she wants me to get paranoid..I can't help that..it's working..she knows it's working..I'm sorry..it's not something I can defend...she had a whole life ahead of her..she wanted to be a lawyer..she was so close..so goddamn close until I came in and ruined it all..her beauty was magnetic..it drew me in like a moth to a flame..she was the most perfect person I ever met..she really was..smart as hell too..guess that's how she knows how not to get caught..we were close..really close..I even called her "little miss law girl"..as cheesy as it was..I'm sorry, Jessica..I really am..
Entry 4
She knows where I live now..she's been knocking on the door, then running away in an instant..it's almost unnaturally fast..how she disappears when I open the door..it's like a ghost..I have my bodyguards defend my door from now on..she knows that..she always knows what I do next..it's like she's reading my mind..she switched to mailing letters stained in blood..familiar blood. It read, "You know why I'm here..who I am..what I'm here for..you've always known..and most especially..you know what you did to me..I am your little miss law girl, after all..right, Conan"..I don't even wanna leave my room anymore..I know it's not even safe here either..but it's better than going out there..where anything could happen..anything at all...back then..when I found out she was pregnant..I didn't know what I should do..I had my whole world in front of me, a scandal like that could ruin everything..so..I..I just reacted..I murdered her that night..that woman..Jessica..that's who's been stalking me..taunting me..that's her..I know it is..I've never been a believer in the paranormal..but this is punishment..I know it is..
Entry 5
I deserve whatever's going to come to me..even if it's burning in hell..she's getting closer and closer..I can feel her..she's even in this very room as I write..this'll probably be my last entry..I can feel her over me..her blood-soaked eyes dripping over the page..the ones I gouged out..there'll be nothing left of me after she's done..her breath tingling on my skin..those claw-like fingers moving up and down on my skin..this is the end..for me..I'm sorry
Entry 6
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..
"Good..now keep writing."
I'm sorry..I'm sorry...I'm..sorry..
The End
