I swear I'm trying to get back onto updating this -_-
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January 25th 21XX
I thought she died, but she only seems to have fallen into a deep sleep as she had suddenly fallen limp while mid-bite into the poor rumpus of a cow carcass. It's strange, however, that even the most savage of beasts can appear peaceful at rest. I've moved her to a cordoned section of my house for when she wakes. She was much lighter than what I expected, especially considering how much she ate. Maybe this whole ordeal is finally taking its toll on my sanity, but she definitely seems to have grown since yesterday.
Showing posts with label Journal Entries from a Scholar. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Journal Entries from a Scholar. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Thursday, March 5, 2015
Journal Entries from a Scholar: Entry 2
January 20th 21XX
It's hungry incessantly; my stores are empty. It ate everything. The butcher eyes me curiously whenever I place an order. A whole cow every two days is too much. I should space my visits more. I wonder why I took it in. Why am I doing this? Research? Duty? A blind curiosity? No man should leave a child to starve, but what if the child isn't only a child?
It's hungry incessantly; my stores are empty. It ate everything. The butcher eyes me curiously whenever I place an order. A whole cow every two days is too much. I should space my visits more. I wonder why I took it in. Why am I doing this? Research? Duty? A blind curiosity? No man should leave a child to starve, but what if the child isn't only a child?
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Journal Entries from a Scholar: Entry 1
I wrote a couple short entries like these on the bus. It gives me something to do since it's an hour long trip for me to GSU and back.
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January 6th 21XX
I was late. It was really cold today. I tried to hurry. My gut still turns at the memory, the sound of teeth scraping bone and it's lips smacking loudly in the background. An entire family is gone. All of them. Why was I late? God, why? I tried so hard - I tried. Why would you do this? Why would you create such a thing? Why did I take it home with me?
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January 6th 21XX
I was late. It was really cold today. I tried to hurry. My gut still turns at the memory, the sound of teeth scraping bone and it's lips smacking loudly in the background. An entire family is gone. All of them. Why was I late? God, why? I tried so hard - I tried. Why would you do this? Why would you create such a thing? Why did I take it home with me?
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