January 3rd, 2013
It was yesterday. I met… it. I'm not sure about its name, or where it is from, but it seems lost. Alone. And it has no eyes. It's just blank. It has a nose, and ears, and at one point I suppose a mouth, but… its eyes seem to be missing. And… its mouth. Someone had stitched it shut. It might have even done it itself, I suppose. But it can't tell me, seeing as he can't open his mouth anymore. I'll meet with him again tomorrow. Even though I can only see him in my dreams. I'll keep a log from now on. I want to remember these odd dreams.
January 4th, 2013
I did it! I dreamt of it again. This time it stood in the darkness, and I stood right in front of it. It slowly looked up at me, and then I heard it. A voice in my head. It told me, "I am the darkness. You are the light. I am confided. Trapped in this dim, horrible depression. You are free. Why?" I tried to shake my head, forget the question. But it echoes in my mind. Why?
January 6th, 2013
Its name is Stitched. It told me through thought waves. It really didn't stitch itself. Its… 'birth giver' did it. I think that means parents, but… why is there only one then? Was it experimented on? I have so many questions to ask it. What harm can it do, It's just in my dreams.
January 11th, 2013
I saw it again. I asked it last night. It said it wasn't sure, and that the depression and darkness will always follow him. I asked where it's eyes had gone, and it covered its face. I heard screams. I think it's angry with me.
February 20th, 2013
I still haven't seen it. I don't think I'll ever see it again. I made it angry, or frightened. It doesn't want to come back, I don't believe. I can still hear the question in my mind. Why? Why was it so… lost… while I get to be so, so free?
March 1st, 2013
It came to me! I saw it in my dreams again! Well… this time was different. I ran to it and asked if I had upset it in anyway. There was no answer. After a long period of silence it looked up. It had eyes. They were bloody and dead looking, but there. Then I saw. They were stitched to his face. They weren't… right. They weren't natural. I woke up.
March 5th, 2013
I saw it again. It had the eyes still. It spoke to me. It asked if I liked it's eyes. I was afraid to answer. Then I couldn't move. "Do you like them, or not? I like your eyes!" It screamed at me, and I couldn't run. Then I was lifted. It picked me up with it's mind. I woke up screaming. I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight.
March 7th, 2013
I barley slept last night, or the night before. In the five minutes that I did manage sleep last night, it was there. Instead of running towards it, I ran the other way. But it was there. I turned and… it was everywhere. Surrounding me. Everywhere I turned it was standing there, blood seeping from its 'eyes' and stitched ripping open. I couldn't stop staring at it's mouth, its black stitches ripping open to reveal a sharp toothed, round mouth. Screaming. I woke up then. What do I do?
March 28th, 2013
I haven't seen it since the last entry. Except… I swear I saw it last night. I wasn't dreaming, though. I thought I saw it's figure outside my window. I need to go ask my doctor if I'm having mental problems. If so, what's wrong with me?
April 4th, 2013
My doctor said there was nothing wrong with my mind. Said it's probably just loss of sleep that's doing it.
April 23rd, 2013
I saw it out my window again. Now it was closer, and now I know it's the thing. It looked up at me, mouth stitched together, eyes gone. I can't sleep. I'll try, though. Please, let me sleep.
May 9th, 2013
It's in here. Standing in my room. How did it get in? It looks like it did when I first saw it. Just standing there, unspeaking. It won't move. I took a close up of it with my phone. It's a bit blurry but… now I can show people. That I'm not crazy… I'm not...
May 12th, 2013
It goes away. It will stand there every night, but eventually, I'll blink and it will be gone. Where does it go? I keep hearing it whispering "Why?" It's haunting me. I only sleep when I pass out. I'm scared… I'm terrified.
May 13th, 2013
Oh god, someone help me! I'm writing as fast as I can, hoping that after I'm gone someone will know. I will attach the picture I took to this file, so they know. It moves now. It's coming at me. I keep screaming at it, "Stitched! Stitched! Aren't we friends?" but it just keeps walking towards me. I see its mouth ripping open, black sludge from it's mouth spilling on the floor. It talking now! It's saying "I like your eyes. I like your eyes." What does that mean? I can't run, my legs are paralyzed. Please let somebody find this, I know I'm going to die. Someone, tell my sttowvp cgcnoiqu>ILUkszaliqwdcgtdxvbvbvbvbvbvbvbvbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb I can see again. I like these eyes, maybe I should collect some others...