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Whisper’s Of The Unseen – Dear Diary
Whispers of the Unseen: Kay’s Final Night of 1976 Diary Entry: December 31, 1976 Dear Diary, It’s me, Kay. Tonight’s the last night of 1976, and everything feels… unsettled, like the world is holding its breath, waiting for something. I can’t shake the feeling that I’m standing on the edge of something big, like a secret just waiting to be uncovered. Something that’s always been there, just beneath the surface, only now it’s starting to reveal itself. I’ve always known I wasn’t exactly like the other girls in town. There’s something about me that’s different… beyond normal, I guess you’d say. I can’t explain it to anyone, not even to…
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The Voice
The Voice New Year’s Eve, 1976 The night had the kind of stillness that wrapped around you like an old blanket—a calm that was comforting and unsettling all at once. It was my last night in the house I’d grown up in. The house where pizza nights with my parents were as regular as clockwork, where sleepovers stretched into the early hours, and where the scent of childhood—old crayons, warm carpet, and a hint of vanilla from candles Mom loved—still clung to every corner. By tomorrow, this house would be just another vacant space, waiting for the next family to fill it with their own stories. Dad’s new house was…
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Patterns
The Patterns “Weeks passed, and the air around me seemed different” The Patterns Life didn’t quite return to normal after that night, nor did I expect it to. The wake-up call I had experienced wasn’t just a singular event; it had opened a door—a door I wasn’t sure I could close, even if I wanted to. Weeks passed, and the air around me seemed different. It wasn’t something I could easily describe, but I could feel it. The small, almost imperceptible changes—like the soft whispers at the edge of my consciousness, the flicker of shadows just out of sight—made me aware that I was never truly alone. I tried to…
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The Cloud That Knew, and So Did I – Dear Diary
The Cloud That Knew Diary Entry: Spring 1977Secrets in the Sky Dear Diary, That morning felt like any other, except for the cloud. It wasn’t like a normal cloud, though. It was… weird. I couldn’t stop staring at it. I remember pointing it out to Dad as he drove me to school, “Do you see that cloud?” He glanced out the window and said, “Yeah, what about it?” like it was no big deal. But it was a big deal. I told him, “It looks funny,” and he just shrugged, shaking his head like I was making something out of nothing. I tried to let it go, but that cloud…
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Salem And The House of Seven Gables
“How Do I Explain Feeling the Presence of the Dead? No One Would Understand” I don’t even know where to start. Today, something happened that I can’t explain. I feel like I’m losing control, like there’s something inside me that I can’t shut off. We went to Salem today—some tour thing with the Rebecca Lodge, my mom has sent me on. Everyone was so excited to visit the House of Seven Gables, but the moment we got off the bus, I felt it. That chill. It was warm out, but the air around me felt heavy and cold, like something was waiting for me. I thought I was just being…
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The Choir That Won’t Stop – Dear Diary
A Haunting Echo of Revelation Diary Entry – May 1979 Dear Diary, It has been awhile since I wrote in you.. I thought I could escape it, but it’s happening again. That strange, heavy feeling that something is about to go wrong. And now, it’s always accompanied by that haunting choir—the children’s voices that echo in my ears, like they’re warning me. It’s the same music that played in The Omen, that terrifying sound I can never forget. I tried to convince myself that it was just in my head, that maybe I’d watched that movie too many times or let the fear of it take hold of me. But…
