Journal Entries of the Family
Friday, October 26, 2012
Paisley 5
Samson has led a legion of demons out of mother’s bedroom -God knows where they came from or how they got in there- and has taken over the house. I am locked in my room as the sounds of wailing damnation fills the house. The scratching at my door is getting louder every moment. I think I know what he wants... but I threw it out the window, and if what I learned last night is true, the demons are trapped in the house forever now.
Tabitha 5
I’ve made myself a proper smock, so my art can be around my body the same way it’s inside my head. I made it from all the pieces that nobody will miss, like scraps and hairy men from the park. I look just like an animal now. I can’t wait to show daddy!
Lenora 5
Octavian's mind is lost: he has no more interest in my demonic fantasies than he has ever had in my exceptionally succulent (and talented) flesh. But I have conjured the creatures from my lust into being: incubi by the dozen, summoned to slake my unquenchable lust. Even they are scarcely match for me, but at last I have the lovers I desire; my hand shakes as I pen this, but my body and soul will have what they desire.
Octavian 5
The hyenas are barking all night long, and the hot summer heat of the Savannah drives me to madness during the day. Yesterday, a pack of lions ate Fredrick. No beast will get close enough to do the same to me.
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Paisley 4
I was looking for my Lucifrex in Mom’s room, and I found it... along with something in her lingerie drawer… I'll spare you the details, but I decided to take it, because moms shouldn't have things like that. Anyway, I took my Lucifrex, had an awesome time, came back, and passed out. I can’t remember what happened at the end of the night.
Good to have things back on track.
Good to have things back on track.
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Octavian 4
Tobacco and alcohol aren’t helping my waking nightmares- I took a pill to calm my nerves and finally let me sleep. I woke up in my favorite chair, cleaning my gun. My old hunter’s heart can hear the way they’re talking about me, but I’ll not let them forget: I am the alpha male! There’s only one bull elephant in this herd.
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