Chapter 1
January 5th, 2008
Hey, it’s Riley. Me, I guess. Doc says I should start writing in my journal… says it’ll help keep my mind in check. I don’t know what’s been happening lately, there’s just been something off—about everyone, about everything. I thought I was the one going crazy at first, but it seems like everyone’s just… empty. But what would I know? I’m not the psychologist here, as they seem to really want to emphasize. Anyways, I don’t really think this is helping me much, but I guess I’ll keep it going for the sake of keeping ’em happy. Ugh, what a waste of my Saturday. Well, uh… See you tomorrow, I guess?
January 7th, 2008
“Up and early”, she says. I suppose I can’t even enjoy my weekend without being forced to get up and go to some “wellness clinic”. Ugh, seriously, what a bore. I’m supposed to be out enjoying life right now, partying and having fun, aren’t I? Parents are such a drag.
Well, anyways, I’d best get out of bed. You know, on second thought, I should really get some new blankets. This blue is so last year. Ah, well… I’d best get going. See ya tomorrow!
January 11th, 2008
Sooo, it turns out yesterday wasn’t Sunday after all. I guess I ended up sleeping through my entire weekend? I’m not usually one to do that, I suppose the stress has just been catching up with me. Anyway, as it turns out—it’s Friday today! This week sure flew by, I can barely even remember what I did! Guess I really took that partying thing a little bit too seriously.
On a more serious note, I’m glad I haven’t had to go back to the clinic for a while. Mum has always been overprotective of me, but lately she’s been freaking me out a bit. Said I was disappearing from the house in the middle of the day, but I mean… isn’t that what teenagers do? Oh well, once the docs figure out there’s nothing wrong with me, I shouldn’t have to write in this dusty journal anymore—I can’t even turn the pages properly with how stiff they are.
January 12th, 2008
Ended up in the kitchen at two in the morning, somehow. My gluttony knows no bounds…
January 15th, 2008
I completely forgot that I actually have to write things down here. Sometimes I just, like, think of what I’m going to write so much that I convince myself I’ve actually done it. Things have been a little bit weird lately, I won’t lie. Feels like my memory is getting bad, or something. Aw, man, I really hope I don’t end up like my dad. He can’t even remember what he ate for breakfast this morning!
January 28th, 2008
Guess who just completely renovated their room? Well, since I’m probably the only one who’s going to read this… it was me! Bet you didn’t see that one coming. Anyways, that bookshelf in the corner was kinda freaking me out. The corners on each shelf get really dark at night, and it almost seems like they’re getting even darker. So, as the completely rational person that I am, I took it down with a hammer! Mum wasn’t very happy about it, but that was just about the most exciting thing I’ve done in my entire life.
I also finally managed to get a new set of blankets. Out with the red, in with the blue! Oh, I can see it now—this is my new style. The new me. Riley is coming for the world, and nobody is going to stop me!
March 2nd, 2008
Soo, turns out… Apparently, there is something wrong with me? Docs won’t say what, though, which is kind of strange. I mean, I suppose I did completely brutalize my bookshelf last week, but…
March 4th, 2008
Some feds dropped by our house today. Really creepy. Mum told me to stay in my room, and I don’t exactly have many options for eavesdropping when my room is designed like a prison cell. Seriously, whose idea was it to put metal bars in a bedroom?
April 2nd, 2009
I’ve pretty much mastered the art of “staying the hell away from walls” now. It’s a pretty fun game, you should try it! You usually shouldn’t have any issues if the room is well-lit, but if it’s dark, make sure you stay away from the corners. They usually grow the most there.
Oh, and I almost forgot! I finally got around to cleaning my journal. You know how it used to be super clean and organized at the start? Well, turns out, that only lasts so long before the pages stop absorbing blood. After that, they just get really stiff and fragile.
April 3rd, 2010
Hey! What’s up, diary? How are you? Kidding! I know that you can’t respond. Well, it seems my life is finally at a turning point! I’ve made some friends, and just barely graduated high school! They seem to be a bit timid around me, so I think I have to stop being so overbearing. But what can I say? I’m just a little bit enthusiastic, that's all! Anyways, I’ve got a wall to catch, so I’ll see ya later!
April 4th, 2016
The walls are starting to get closer now. I can just barely avoid them in the day now, and I’ve had to resort to sleeping in a field at night. Mum is probably worried about me, I haven’t seen her in days. I hope she doesn’t call the police.
P.S: Pro-tip! Do not wear white clothes when wall-hopping. I’ve gone and gotten my blouse all bloody again…
April 5th, 2048
Where is everyone?
April 6th
It’s always intrigued me. The universe. You know, like, the place where this giant mound of rock and water just kinda floats around in. They always thought that we could understand it. But what they didn’t realize was that there is no end. There is only the convergence.
It’s cold. I can see everything, but somehow it’s… gone. It will be gone.
End
I am sorry.
