I examined the CD, as i looked at it, something was written on it, to my surprise it wasn't written, it looked as if it was scratched on it. I ignored the note, thinking it was a privacy policy paper or something, I don't know, but I just wanted to see the CD. I remove the top lid from the box,and what was inside was a note, and a CD. At this point I just wanted to open the damn thing, so I did. Everything just didn't fit clearly to me.
curiosity was killing me at this moment, what could have been so important that Simon had to give it to me? I knew that we were close, but I'd never think that I'd be that important to him. When I finally did get home, I immediately went inside my room, grabbed the box out of my backpack and threw my backpack to the side of the floor. I was left with this box, I didn't know what was held inside of it, but I decided to open it when I got home. " I held the small black box in my hands bewildered, I looked up. never mind.just please if you do decide to play with this damn thing, please try to save them. I would never suggest for anyone to do this, I just thought. He spoke once more saying "This thing has given me hell, and has taken away everything from me.i don't mean to burden you but.I trust you can succeed where I have failed.you don't have to. I need you to take this." I looked over to his hand as he presented a black box. I don't know how much longer I can last.I.won't be coming back to school for a while. I was genuinely confused, and concerned for his safety, but there wasn't much that I could do.Įventually.he approached me, and spoke saying "Isaac.I can't take it anymore. Out of nowhere, he would just look at nothing in class for hours, he scratched himself to the point of him tearing skin off, and most shockingly, he'd have uncontrollable seizures, and right before he would have them he would say eerily "he's coming". It got quite creepy.but that wasn't all, things got worse. Out of all those words, the word "god" seemed particularly repeated the most. I couldn't quite understand what he was saying, but I could sometimes make out the words "return", "no hope", "help me", and "god". I started to over hear him whisper strange things. I thought it was family issues at first, but I slowly started to realize that I was way off. It wasn't my business to worry, but who couldn't help but notice it. I'd see him from time to time, we'd talk to each other but.he started talking less than usual. I Don't know why he left, he was always such a good kid. I've gone insane.I've lost all complete sanity because of that cursed "thing".things have only gotten worse since that fateful day I decided to keep it.so with the little humanity I have left.I leave you this.Sincerely, Simon.
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