Dear Diary,

It’s been so long since I confided anything in you. It’s a disservice, it’s a travesty, for you were the only one there for me when I was just a young kid, and I abandoned you, but I’m back now, I’m back to make a difference, in fact, I’m back because something happened today and I don’t know whom to confide in.

I guess this lockdown is really getting to me. The world has changed, dear diary, and I’m afraid it is for the worse. There is a new virus in town, spreading it’s legs all across the world, even in our lovely hometown of Knox County. The world is in the situation of a pandemic and all of us are in quarantine, even going outside for a walk is a dangerous affair.

Anyone who knows me knows how much I love a nice, long relaxing walk in the neighborhood park, and it is only an added advantage that Paul goes with me there, keeping me company. Man, how much I love Paul, he’s always been here for me lately. In fact, he’s the reason why I was keeping busy and couldn’t give my time to you, dear diary.

It was business as usual, we went for our daily walk at 5 PM, having a pretty chill time, but after around 20 minutes, I don’t know what happened, the voices came back. Do you remember the voices? Of course you do, that’s the only thing we used to talk about, but they had been quite for so long, so many years, why diary? Why? Why did they come back?

I felt dizzy and uncoordinated, after so many years, I felt anger. The sharp temper reached a fever pitch quickly, it was so surreal, all I could see was red. The anger, the emotions, the memories, they all came back.

Somehow, I had enough sense to see that there Paul was, comforting me, asking if I was okay, but I don’t know what took over me, I slapped him right across his fat face. I guess he was too startled by my reaction as I remember slapping him even as he lay on the ground, not reacting at all.

That’s when the voices stopped, everything felt normal again, blink by blink, the red tinge in my vision started fading too.

I ran, I just ran, I left my best friend writhing in pain on the ground and I ran, I ran straight back to our house. As I sat down on my bed, I felt shivers down my spine. I want answers. Why have the voices come back? Please help me dear diary, please! You’ve always helped me in times like these, please help!!!!