Dear diary,


    The whispers are back. They tell me I''ve been abandoned and that I should leave the house.


    I hate being alone. I feel like I''m being watched constantly. I just wan''t to hide away. But there''s nowhere to hide.This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work.


    I''ve closed the door to the kitchen because somebody broke down the door to the house. I don''t know where anyone is. I hear the radio playing music, and I hear steps like someone''s dancing. I think there''s more of those things in the house with me. I feel like I see eyes watching me from the cracks.


    It''s getting really cold. When are they coming home?


    Love,


    Tina