March 25
Hi, my name is Brooke. I don’t know if anyone will ever read this, but I need to write about what is happening or I will go insane. I’ve never written anything like this before because I always thought diaries were stupid. Oh boy, was I wrong. I absolutely HAVE to get this out or I will not be able to function.
Anyway, it all started a few weeks ago. One night, there was this weird object in the sky. It looked like lights forming a circle – you know, typical UFO stuff. Here, I have a picture of it. Maybe you’ll know more about it than I do.
Hi, my name is Brooke. I don’t know if anyone will ever read this, but I need to write about what is happening or I will go insane. I’ve never written anything like this before because I always thought diaries were stupid. Oh boy, was I wrong. I absolutely HAVE to get this out or I will not be able to function.
Anyway, it all started a few weeks ago. One night, there was this weird object in the sky. It looked like lights forming a circle – you know, typical UFO stuff. Here, I have a picture of it. Maybe you’ll know more about it than I do.
We were told it was just a natural phenomena that happens every so often, but I had never seen something quite like that before. Either way, I wasn’t really worried about it at the time. After all, I had more important things to worry about.
Looking back, I wonder if caring about these lights would have really changed anything. I don’t know if I COULD have cared about them. I don’t quite know how to describe it properly, but I felt absolutely nothing looking in the sky that night. I’m normally a ball of anxiety about things like this, which really should have tipped me off that something wasn’t right.
I have to go, someone’s knocking on my door. How strange.
Hoping for the best - Brooke.
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Looking back, I wonder if caring about these lights would have really changed anything. I don’t know if I COULD have cared about them. I don’t quite know how to describe it properly, but I felt absolutely nothing looking in the sky that night. I’m normally a ball of anxiety about things like this, which really should have tipped me off that something wasn’t right.
I have to go, someone’s knocking on my door. How strange.
Hoping for the best - Brooke.
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