Something's wrong. I dont know if it's just being alone for two weeks or it's because of all the stuff that's been happening recently. I feel irritable and paranoid.
They started all of the sudden; I've never had nightmares this bad.
I've started reading...maybe not reading, but looking over a book I got from the school's library to try and learn what the figurine could be. I cant understand the hieroglyphics but maybe I will find something. The mean old library lady almost wouldnt let me take it out but relented seeing as though the virus is keeping everybody in. There are very strange symbols in the book and I still dont trust the 'leather' it's binded in either. The librarian assured me that it's animal leather.