heres my entryyy i hope its not too late!! *contains dark theme* There I sat.. In the interrogation room of the police station.. Trying to explain what I saw.. I knew I was never going to overcome the trauma of what I witnessed.. My parents were murd3r3d by an unknown creature. I saw it eye-to-eye with much fear in my eyes. Tears crawled down my face as I explained what happened.. A monster, a beast, an unexplainable happening just took my parents away from me. And I somehow survived.. "What did it look like?" said the police officer. "Well.. It was tall, probably about less than 8 feet" I answered. "More details, please." "Okay, uh.. It was skinless.. Just bones.. No organs whatsoever. And it was carrying this old-looking axe... Yea.. That's what got them, y'know.. Yea.." Fast forward two weeks later.. I had just been dropped off at my aunt Jennifer's house by the police officer, I got to know him very well. His name was Mark and he was pretty chill. We became friends! I knocked on my aunt's door waiting for an answer.. It opened.. "Oh my goodness! Kayla! You're so grown up!" aunt Jennifer exclaimed. I haven't seen my aunt in a quite long time.. She was my mum's sister. They had an on-and-off relationship together. Aunt Jennifer brought me in and I said my goodbyes to Mark. I will always remember him. I stepped in as I saw cake sitting on the kitchen counter. For some reason I had a strange feeling about the house.. But it was probably my imagination! I mean, I haven't seen aunt Jennifer since I was 7! I'm 14 now. "Would you like some cake?" asked aunt Jennifer "Yes please, thank you.. Not too much, though. I'm on a diet," I said as I chuckled She knew my favourite cake flavour. Chocolate. Although, my favourite ice cream flavour was vanilla. Chocolate ice cream is way too sweet! After I finished my cake, aunt Jennifer showed me my room. I know this would sound weird to some people, but I have never been to aunt Jennifer's house in my life.. We only meet her during the big family gatherings, like Christmas. But she also normally doesn't show up every year. It's the next day, remember that smell from earlier? The smell is horrible. I didn't want to be rude, so I didn't say anything about the smell to aunt Jennifer. One thing I found strange after staying there for a while is that aunt Jennifer always leaves the house at 8 o'clock at night until dawn. And if you're wondering how I know that, I'm an early bird, okay? But it's crazy how aunt Jennifer can stay up that late! Now.. I know I shouldn't have done this, but I did a little investigation.. I retraced my steps and found myself in aunt Jennifer's backyard. There was a strong scent coming from there. It did not smell good. I found a nearby shovel and dug up the dirt.. And I couldn't believe what I saw..
