Normal = Amy and Alex Simmons.

Bold = "the others", as Shadow calls them.

Italics = Shadow (underlined version is an update on account.)

Underline =  A/N.

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Warning! This book is being written by the girl, herself. You can just call her Shadow. - C.

As a Wattpad writer, you should be able to handle two lives, right? Your Wattpad life and your real life.

Well, there's a problem. I feel like I'm going crazy... for whatever reason, calling people in PM, FRIEND. In full caps, at the end of sentences...

Like, "Hello, FRIEND."

While doing it, I tend to smile and tilts my head and cracks it every so often behind the screen. Creepy, right? Well, here's the thing... I don't know why I do it. The others have no clue as to why I do it, either. Maybe you can help me...

Hello?

Is anyone here?

Could you help us with something?

She's gone, for now... but we can still hear her music playing nearby...

She plays really weird music. Music made for, and from, video games... mostly. Games like UT, FNAF, BATIM, TT. Mostly UT.

(If you can figure out all of these games. I would love you. Hints: underground and monsters all around, UT,  animatronics and cameras, FNAF. Disney-like abandoned work place , BATIM. Creepy furbys with a mother one that wants to hurt you, TT.)

Funny how all of them have horror in them, in one way or another...

Anyway, please help us with... her. She told us her name was Shadow, but... we don't think that's true. Apparently, she has voices in her head, and... refer to them as "the others". As of right now, there are 7: Alesia, Connor, Sam, Eternity, Trinity, Alice, and Evelyn.

We think she's lying... that she's crazy.

Oh, right.

My name is Alex. I have a twin sister named Amy. She's really nice...

You know, typical good girl. Nice, kind, pretty, smart... all that stuff.

To you, she might seem really nice, sweet, innocent, and maybe naive... but really, she's filled with rage and anger... at everyone... mostly... and that includes herself. She doesn't show it, but it's there... hidden under her innocent and shy mask.

It's better that way, anyway...

That hate and rage and anger turns into destruction... and destruction... well... I bet you know...

Never mind. It doesn't matter now.

I can hear her.

She's giggling... talking to those voices of hers, again.

I have to put my journal up now.

Goodbye.

*timeskip*

Alex can't hide his journal from me. That's impossible...

Even if you're too lazy and don't look well.

Shut up, Connor... it doesn't matter.

Yeah, right.

Why are you guys against me all of the sudden? What did I do?

Stupid girl. You don't know our power.

Okay, I understand you and your sister's problem with me, but... the others? Why?

Well... it's not really your fault...

Why do you say that?

No reason...

It doesn't matter.

Bye.