Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Bob Carlson Pt.1

A noise. There's always that noise when  you come to Santa Maria High School. Whether it's just in my head or if it's real I don't know. It starts with a tick then a tick then it goes berserk. It almost sounds like dubstep. Could it be my imagination or does everyone hear it and not care. If they could hear it then why doesn't it matter to anyone where it's coming from. If I can only hear it then why is it haunting me. I'm a good student and a good athlete. I get good grades and I'm team captain for multiple varsity teams. I'm always focused but there's always that noise. My name's Bob Carlson. That noise is always around. It drives me insane. In class, chillin during break, during practice, anytime there's always that noise. WHAT IS IT. It just won t go away. Maybe it's the side affect from when it happened. It was so long ago. At least it feels like it. I'm not sure what it is. I tried to pay close attention but it seems like it knows I'm trying to. However it always starts tick-tock. It must be coming from one of the classes. I'm going to try to figure it out.
Journal entry 1 end....

So this is how it started? With the noise? Hopefully we find the other journals maybe we'll be able to crack this case open. (Intercom) Barbra can you come to my office. We'll find you Bob don't worry.

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