I am a student in a university and live in the dormitory of the school. Since that incident, I have been wondering why? It all started with that strange diary. A is my senior, someone

He said that he joined this club because he liked Senior B, but it didn't matter anymore. After all, he no longer had the chance to explain. And the whole incident started when Senior A took out the diary that was originally unknown.

started.

a:c (that’s me), can you do me a favor? I forgot my umbrella in the classroom, can you get it for me?

c: Senior, no problem. As long as I do things, you can be at ease. Senior, cherish the time you have alone with your senior!

b: Go quickly c: Senior sister, I wish you a happy day! Haha, everyone in this club knows that seniors and smart seniors are the best match, so I should naturally sneak around a: This is how he talks

, without thinking. By the way, what I want to study today is very interesting. You must like it very much b: What is that a: Hehe, I can’t say, let’s discuss it together when everyone is here b: Don’t be pretentious,

What is the interesting thing?

a: Hehe, it’s this senior who took out a black-covered book from his back b: What is this a: Guess it b: It’s a book a: Half right, this is a diary b; Humph, I

So what is it? It’s just a diary. What’s so strange about that? a: You don’t understand. I found this in an abandoned house in the suburbs behind! It’s very strange. b: Ha!

I didn't steal your sister! What's so good about that? a: You made fun of me! Watch me fix you. Then I walked in. c: The seniors and seniors have a good relationship! But everyone is waiting outside the door.

It's here! Can you come in?

a.b: What? How dare you eavesdrop?

In the midst of laughter, I handed the senior an umbrella and urged the senior to read the diary to us. The senior cleared his throat and said: Believe it or not! This diary was written by a little girl about 6 to 7 years old.

. But it has been a little bit incredible since April 3rd. Let’s take a look at April 3rd. My sister and I like to play with dolls the most. Dad bought a lot of dolls for us. Dad said that although mom can no longer accompany us,

But the dolls will become good friends with us! But I still really hope to see my mother. b: Their mother may have passed away. It’s so pitiful. I bought new shoes today, April 4th, so happy. Dad said

I am like a cute little princess a: There is nothing special about April 5th to 7th. Skip to April 8th. My sister’s hand hurts again. Dad said it is because of injections. But why is it that only my sister can get injections? I

I also want to get an injection, but my father doesn’t allow me to get one. Why?

My sister was sick on April 9th ​​and was sleeping in bed. I wanted to play with dolls with my sister, but my father told me not to disturb my sister. I thought it must be because my father kept giving her injections. When can I be with my sister on April 10th?

How about playing with dolls?

d (a schoolgirl who has a crush on her senior) There’s nothing incredible about this! It’s natural to get injections when you’re sick a: Shh, keep reading. April 11 to 14 is nothing special. Skip to April 15. My sister’s hand shrank.

, like withered hay, Dad was not only not worried but also very happy. Dad kept saying: It’s almost done! What does this mean? On April 16, my sister’s hand finally retracted completely into her body, and she

It's like a statue without hands. This way my sister can no longer play with dolls with me. Oh, I hate my dad. On April 17, my dad didn't allow me to pick up my sister. My dad gave my sister another injection. Why did my dad do this?

Woolen cloth?

On April 18th, I sneaked into my sister's room to play with her. I didn't expect that my sister was wrapped in a cocoon! I was so scared that I screamed. When my father heard this, he ran out and took me out.

I kept crying on the ground. My father locked my cocooned sister in the basement and locked the door. I really couldn’t see my sister anymore. Wow woo d: How could such a horrible thing happen? It’s incredible?

b: Yes, I also think this might just be scrawled by the little girl. If such a thing really happened, wouldn't it be terrible?

e (another member of the same age as me): But she described it so realistically that it can’t be made up by a 6-7 year old girl. a: I also agree with e’s statement, if it is true.

, maybe the little girl is like a good sister now. d.b said in panic: Why is this like this?

a: If you continue reading, you will know that my reasoning is possible. April 19-20 is the record of her missing her sister. April 21 is also skipped here, which is the third day she did not see her sister.

My father has become listless recently. He often shuts himself in the room by himself. He will take me to eat when it is time to eat, and then return to the room by himself. Now that I don’t have my sister, I only have to play with my foreign sister. However,

I really want to see my sister again. Today, April 22nd, when I passed by my father’s room, the door of my father’s room was not closed. I squatted outside the door and secretly revealed the truth. My father kept mumbling that he wanted to kill my sister, but he didn’t.

I kept shaking my head, I really hate dad more and more!!!

c: This is so crazy! How could there be such a father?

b: This is not crazy, it is simply perverted. A: I was also shocked when I saw this, so I wondered if the next victim would be this little girl, because what he did was no longer ordinary people.

I can understand e: Well, the senior is right, if the next experimenter is this little girl, the consequences are really unimaginable d: Maybe this little girl has already.........

........

e: Can you please not have a crow’s mouth?

d: It's just an assumption. Besides, I didn't mean to curse her. a: You two should stop bickering, okay? It's too late to quarrel after reading it attentively. Today, April 23, my dad asked me to play with my sister and not mess around.

Run, he must go see his sister. I saw him walking towards the basement as usual. The difference was that today my father was holding a white bag in his hand, with red water dripping from it. It looked like

It looked like blood, and there seemed to be something twisting and making a squeaking sound in the bag. On April 24, my father actually started drinking. The smell of the wine made me feel like vomiting. My father drunkenly said that everything was over, as long as

Give him another chance. On April 25th, my father was drunk again. He held a syringe and told me not to move. It would only hurt. I ran and cried. I don’t want to be like my sister. Who can

help me?

a; The diary only ends here. b: It’s terrible. This is not normal human behavior at all. We call the police. a: But we have no clear evidence to prove that this is not a child’s nonsense story. So...

.......

c: So, senior, you want to go to that bungalow first to investigate the reality, right?

a: Bingo! You won the first guess. You are indeed my smart junior. d: Senior, no! That place is too dangerous. I’m so scared~ I won’t allow you to go. e: I didn’t say I would take you with me.

Go! What are you afraid of? I won’t go to that kind of ghost place even if you ask me to go, so you have to go by yourself, bye. d: Huh, coward, no one invited you to go. Senior, let’s go together. a: No need.

Well, I can go alone. You can wait for my good news tomorrow. c: Senior, I will go with you. The two of us can get along better with each other...
Chapter completed!