Fatal Journal

Supernatural Stories | Nov 23, 2015 | 10 min read
16 Votes, average: 3 out of 5
"No, I'm not really interested in writing journal entries anymore," Alice said. "Why not? Alycia, Addie and I are doing it. Even if it isn't a homework assignment anymore doesn't mean we can't continue writing." Ayana said with a smile. Alice clenched her hands and smiled back.
"Well, why didn't any of you tell me you were doing it still?" Alice asked. "Because none of us got the chance to tell you yet. You can still write in your journal though, it's fun." Alice shook her head and the school bell rang, dismissing the last period of the day. The two girls walked out of class laughing about random things and ended up on the school campus.
"Ah! There's Alycia!" Alice shouted. "Wow Alice! That was loud," "So?"
Ayana raised an eyebrow. "You're a quiet person," "Only around people I don't know." They ran up to Alycia and Addie popped up from behind Ayana and hugged her tightly. "Hey guys! Did you see that new guy today!?" Addie then let go of her and said, "He wasn't in any of my classes but I really like him."
"We can tell," Alice muttered.
Alycia began walking and Alice followed, the two other girls trailed behind them.
Alice and Alycia looked back at their friends and laughed. "They are so weird," Alycia said. "Yeah, I know," Alice agreed. Ayana and Addie were the weird ones of the group and Alice and Alycia were the more mature ones. The four of them got along very well and rarely got mad at each other, but when they would get angry, it would not last long.
Alice departed from the three saying bye and got on her bus. The three girls walked to their bus which was the sixth one near the front of the bus loop. Addie continued on since her bus was the very first one.
After she left, Alycia and Ayana got on their bus and talked about the what they're writing in their journals. Well, at least one of them.

"Come on, Ayana! Tell me what you wrote in yours! I told you what I wrote in mine," "No, it's private." Alycia rolled her eyes and decided to let it go.
"Bye, I have to go to my golf tournament right now," "Okay, see you on Monday!" Ayana called as Alycia jogged away.
Ayana walked the one block to her house and went through her garage to get inside. "Mom!" She yelled. "The front door was locked again!" Usually her house is chaotic and loud, but now it was very quiet. She took out her phone and checked her messages. Her mom had texted saying that they had gone to the store in Phoenix to get the truck fixed.
"Oh well," she said, going into her kitchen. "I can make a jelly sandwich and text my friends." Ayana got her food and drink and carried it up to her room. Luckily, she didn't spill any water on the stairs.
Maybe I should start off writing in my journal, she thought. She carefully set down the food and grabbed her journal and a pencil out from under her bed. Ayana sits down at her desk and begins writing.
She writes about how her day went and what her friends did and how she also had a crush on the new guy. As she's writing all this, an idea strikes her. She turns the TV on scans the channels until she reaches the news.
"Police have no clue of the whereabouts of the murderer but are still doing an investigation on the scene." The woman reporter is standing in the neighborhood she recognizes as the one Alycia lives on.
"Oh no..."
"Investigators have found evidence that the criminal is somewhere in this neighborhood, they are searching houses and asking people if they know or have seen this man."
A picture of a man wearing a brown shirt and piercings in both ears appears.
"People living in this neighborhood are asked to stay indoors or exit this district immediately." Ayana looks down at the empty paper in front of her and places the tip of her pencil on the blank page. "His name is Michael Ranormit Cortez and-," a high pitched scream cuts the reporter off. Ayana looks up at the TV screen and sees the camera being pointed at the roof of a two-story house. A girl and a man are standing on the roof and he was dangling her over the side.
"Alycia!" Ayana screams. It felt like a million of tiny spiders were scuttling down her back as she looked at them. She grasped the pencil tighter and hear chest is pounding. Suddenly, she finds herself writing his name down on the paper in small letters and she reads it.
"He has a knife! Someone help her!" The reporter panicked and began running to the house, causing the camera to shake. Police ran over to the house and Ayana didn't dare look at the TV. For fear that she might see her friend drop to her death or stabbed, she kept writing one letter at a time.
When she finished, she read over the words that came out of her pencil.

Micheal Ranormit Cortez
Cause of Death:

She wrote two words and heard screeching coming from the TV. "H-he's dead!" The noise of a body falling from a great height sounds through her room and she stares at her handwriting.
"I'm sorry viewers of this channel, but we have to cut this line off. Now." The screen goes black and Ayana hears her breathing. She doesn't know what just happened, but that it had something to do with what she wrote.
"Ayana!" She jumps when her sister enters her room abruptly. "Oh, hi," "What's wrong?" Her little sister asked kindly. "Nothing, um, can you leave me alone? I have homework." Her sister shrugged and ran off, slamming the door.

On Monday, her friends asked if she had written anything in her story. Alycia texted them all the day before telling them that she wouldn't be at school all week because of the incident on Friday evening. Her parents were a bit overprotective.
Ayana attempted to forget what happened on Friday, unfortunately, that didn't work. Thinking that it was just a coincidence, she finally decided to tell her friends. As she was telling them, Alice was becoming more intrigued than Addie.
"Well, maybe you were hoping that that would happen and it did because you hoped," Addie tried to explain. "Or maybe you can show us the journal and then we'll know for sure if it was just a coincidence," Alice said flatly.
Ayana agreed to that and invited them over after school. She was now not too happy about telling them about the journal and letting them see it. I should've never told them, she thought while whining inside her head.

Addie sat on Ayanas bed and Alice stood near the door. "Okay, here it is." She held out an open journal and she closed it. Addie and Ayana gasped. "What is it?" Alice questioned them. "This isn't mine," Ayana whispered. The cover of the journal was leathery and brown, a title on the top was barely visible. "Didn't you notice that it wasn't yours?" Alice asked. "No. It was already opened up so I guessed that it was..."
"Just show me what you wrote," Alice demanded. "Wait, I have to find the page."
She flipped through until she found the page. "Read this." Addie and Alice leaned over the paper and found nothing unusual.
"Heart Attack?" Addie asked. "Yeah, I didn't know what else to put but that," Ayana responded.
The two girls began chatting and Alice flipped through the pages. "It's all blank," "Someone probably dropped it in your backpack by accident," Addie suggested. "Probably," Ayana repeated.
For two more hours, they tried to discern what the title said and failed. "Bring it to school tomorrow," Alice said. "Yeah, we'll figure something out," Addie said as they left. Ayana sat on her bed and flopped down on her back.


A few months passed and Alycia came back to school and didn't answer any questions that related to that Friday evening incident. The school year was hard on all of them. Addie had to keep up with her work and Alycia stayed up late at nights trying to complete her homework and projects. Alice kept her grades up by giving up most of the things she liked doing, like writing stories and playing sports. Ayana had just as much work but managed to get them done on time and did better than Alice.
"Guys, I can't believe it's finally May!" Alice exclaimed. "I really made it through the whole 8th grade, wow, I am just exhausted," "Me too." The other three girls said in unison. After months of homework had been piled on top of them, they all forgot about the journal. Alycia was told about it when she got back and didn't believe a word. That works, Alice had thought.

"Man, Mr. Spray gave us more homework than an average high school would," Alice stated. "Way more than that," Ayana added. "Hey, I forgot about this," Addie held up the leather journal. "What is that? Let me see it," Alyica said nicely and reached out a hand to it. "No!" Addie hit the tips of Alycia's fingers with the journal. "Ouch," Alycia pulled her hand back. "Aww, sorry, here," Addie said soothingly and handed her the journal.
Her and Ayana are weird, Alycia thought to herself. "Let's try it out," Alice said. "What?" Ayana asked.
"Let's see if it works. You said you wrote that guys name and his cause of death, so we'll try it."
"That's stupid," Addie said and ripped the book away from Alycias hands. "Yeah, she's right, we'll put a name down like you did and see if it works."
Ayana shrugged and said, "Alright."
"Who's name?" She asked. "Oh! Do Mr. Spray," Alice instantly said. They all looked at her shocked. "What?" "That was unexpected," Addie said and they all laughed. "And his cause of death?" Ayana questioned. "Another heart attack?" Alycia suggested. She wrote all this down and everything seemed the same afterwards.
"Hmm. I guess we have to wait until tomorrow." They nodded and the group went downstairs to watch movies. Of course, Ayana had something else in mind for tomorrow.


"Oh my gosh!" Alice ran up to her friends and she was breathing heavily. "What happened to you?" Alycia asked. "No, not me. Mr. Spray!" "What?"
"It was on the announcements this morning and they said he died last night of natural causes," Alice explained. "He can't be dead, I saw him in tutoring this morning," Ayana replied.
"I don't think so, I have him for first period and we had a lady substitute."
"I saw him though," Ayana said matter-of-factly. The three other girls talked about it and Ayana thought it over, trying to process what Alice said. "But I saw him," she murmured.


That night, she felt sick in the pit of her stomach and her legs couldn't keep her up. She trembled whenever she stood up and the thought of the fact that her science teacher was dead made it worse.
Without nothing else to do, she turned the TV on and laid her head on the pillow.
"An old woman was mugged by a 35-year-old man and police identify him as Edward Fintilio. He was last seen-." She turned it off in frustration and sat up. All the blood came rushing to her head which made her dizzy. She stumbled to her window and threw it open. The fresh air and cool wind floated inside her room. She looked out across the dark street and rested her head on the windowsill.
Then all of a sudden, a dark silhouette slipped out of the house across the street and darted into the trees.
"Hey, Evan! Ridge! What is wrong with your head!?" Another black figure stepped out and sprinted after him. "Why are you saying my full name?! Do you want the cops to find me!?" "Keep your voice down!"
Ayana quickly found the journal and grabbed a pen. She wrote his name in it and the words: Heart Attack.
She looked out her window and just then, the man collapsed in the middle of the street and her eyes widened. She closed the window quietly and sat on the edge of her bed.
A smile spread on her face and she wrote another name. The radio sitting next to her bed begged her to turn it on as she gazed at it.
Her hand slithered its way to it and pressed the button.
"Sector 2 and 3, there is a man on the run headed to Combs and Gantzel road. He's armed and stop the cars from Ironwood and all four way intersection."
All night, she listened to the radio about crimes that were in process and heard about them unexpectedly dying. Name after name flowed out of her pencil and seethed into the paper.


Alice walked up to her friends and noticed Ayana wasn't there. "Where is she?" "She said she feels sick and wants to stay home," Addie responded. "Oh, I need to see her. And have you heard about all the people that have recently died?" "Yes, it's weird," Alycia said. Alice was quiet and said, "I think somethings wrong with that journal."


The three girls barged into their friends room and found her writing in the journal. She didn't seem to notice them and continued writing. "Ayana?" They said together. She looked up and her eyes were bloodshot.
They were too stunned to say anything and Alice was the first to recover. "Give me that," she aimed to get it but Ayana pushed her back. "No, I'm making the world a better place by getting rid of all the criminals."
She wrote down some more names as the radio said all types of criminals. "No you're not!" Addie jumped at the journal and Ayana kicked her. "Just give it to us," Alycia stated calmly.
"No, I told you that already. I'm making this world criminal-free."
"Do you think killing everyone is going to make this place better?" "Oh Alice, I said criminals, not everyone."
Alice furrowed her brows and gritted her teeth. She grasped the pencil and broke it in two pieces.
Ayana growled and pulled out a pen. "Never do that... and you won't." In bold letters, she wrote three names down. And the room feel silent.


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