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The Paranormal Diaries
July 23, 1993. 10:30pm
I'm sitting on a rock, with a sharpened stick in my hand. It's been three days since I slept last, and I still can't find my friends. The darkness must be playing tricks on me, and I am just not that scared. My stomach is hurting, the pain is getting worst, and I have nothing to do about it. I've vomited 12 times in the past 3 hours, and it smells like shit. I just don't feel good, I need to lay dow____