Jacob: 10-4Tuesday, October 4thI missed a couple days because everything went crazy. I don't know why I feel compelled to explain to my journal why I didn't write in it, but I do. As anyone would of guessed, my absence was mostly because of dad. Although, I didn't actually see him for 2 days. Mom has him stay in the bedroom. I feel really bad for him and I've begged mom to let me go in and see him, but of course I'm busy watching Ace and trying to do homework. Today was actually really good though. Jax called me, begging me to go with him to see Hadleigh. My grandmother overheard the conversation, and told me to go. She says I keep myself cooped up too much and that I need a break from being home. Heck, she's right. It was rather funny though when Jax showed up at my doorstep. I wish I had a picture of the look on my grandfather's face when he set his eyes on him
Jacob: 10-1Saturday, October 1stWell, today was a total bust. I couldn't go with Jax and Gypsy to visit Hadleigh because I needed to watch my little brother, Ace. I got stuck with the job because my mother and grandparents were at work, Addie snuck out to hang out with her friends, and my father is sick. I don't know if you can call my father sick though. It's not a cold, flu, or anything like that. It's the mental kind of sick. Most days, he seems completely normal, but then there's a few days here and there where he's not quite right. He gets these splitting headaches, and has all sorts of nightmares during the night and hallucinations during the day. I came home with Ace to find him alone and having one of his episodes. I remember him being fine this morning, so it was very shocking. I've been calling my mother, but I keep getting her voicemail. I just paged my grandmothe
Jacob: 9-30Friday, September 30thSo I've never really written in a diary before, so this should be interesting. I think I'll call it a journal instead because a diary seems like something a girl would write in. I guess I should introduce myself, even though it seems odd to tell a book about myself. My name is Jacob Lonnuas, and today was my 16th birthday. My mother got me this journal and insisted that I write down my feelings in it. See, I'm not a emotional kind of guy. I tend to just bottle all the crap I put up with inside, then explode. When I say explode, I mean EXPLODE! A few months ago, Vic was asking me if I wanted to go out for a walk while I was trying to do my homework, and I flipped out and punched him in the face. He ended up with a black eye and a bone in his face broken. It wasn't really him that made me mad. I was just so stressed out about the school year en
Blood Stained ShadowDeep within the forest of Sasuga, a lone cat sat in a small clearing. The creature appeared to be solid black except for its glowing red eyes. It was almost as if the miniature feline was a blood stained shadow circling the clearing. The shadow paced around a pile of leaves and brush that appeared to be moving. A tiny black paw appeared from underneath. The shadow cat stopped pacing and focused its red orbs on the paw. With a glint of its eyes, the brush pile was engulfed in flames. The shadow cat grinned, exposing its white pointy teeth then scampered off as horrible cries rang out through the forest from the tiny creature burning in the brush pile.