Dear Diane,
I look stupid. Very, very stupid. I called the police, and they nearly laughed at me. Not to mention, the figure disappeared after I turned away. On top of that, I was late to work. They didn't really notice (the boss was in a big meeting, glad I could sneak in while that was happening). Sometimes I wonder if people would actually notice if I never showed up at all.
I'm going to sleep with all the lights on tonight. I have a sinking feeling that if I have a nightmare and wake up, the figure will be back. At least this time they'll be in the light.
My new coworker, Stephanie-is now sharing a cubicle with me. Apparently a pipe burst over hers, and the cubicle next to mine has been empty since I started working here.
Hopefully she won't look over to me while I journal to myself. She's practically perfect.
Sincerely, Diane
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Dear Diane
ParanormalOn instructions from her therapist, Diane catalogues her life by writing letters to herself.
