•Journal entry 5•

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September 13, 2020, 11 days after the accident

hi again. Howare you i am well. despitethe fact youve gotten louder. thatsa minus. Its been... elevenday s ithink. Im slowlygoing insane. ithink im already halfwaythere.

darryl and i wentst r awberry picking! itwas fun. i think i atemore than i put inthe basket. theywere good. sweet. darryl madesome muffins with them atfirst i was skeptical butthey were actually prettygood. he likesmuffins. he callsme his muffin. i like darryl. he is amuffin.

ithink darryls favorite muffin isbl ueberry. ishould remember thatfor his birthday. oh his birthday isappar ently in 3 days im glad iasked i thinkill make him aspecial batch of blueb erry muffins justfor him.

that mightnot endw ell though as youand i bothk now i wasnever the best at cooking. or baking inthisca se. im runningout of thingsto say we didnt reallydo much today otherthan previouslymention ed things.

ithink you could tell butmy writing skill hasdeter ierated. if its messy nowyoull knowwh y. i think itmight be one ofthose things that goes downh ill withyour sanity.

haha. sanity. sucha precious thingi now know. i usedto have sanity. ive fullyaccepted thatim insane now. i sure act likeit. maybe it wouldnt beso bad ifdar ryl was gone. sanity seems prettyimportant now.

no what ami saying. i cant dothat. i wont. darryl istoo important tome.

ithink youve achieved yourgoal. ifdriving me insane and makingme second guess myselfover my own thoughts and decisions was yourgoal.

i cant believe ive fallen victim to this cruel world. funny isnt it.

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