November, 25, 1999.
It's Thanksgiving, today is the day my brothers "Elf on the Shelf" comes, stupid. It's been a good day so far, I mean 1 week of freedom from school, it has been years since I got a holiday break, I hope I have more time to spend on this Diary then School.
November, 27, 1999.
Sorry, I haven't been writing for a day, Black Friday was fun, thats all. I got to see Jackie though, (Jackie is my BFF) all I heard from her yesterday was "Christie! Buy this!" like a million times. It's kind of annoying if you hear it that much, Well, I got a some new clothes that suit me, they are nice. Nothing really happened today.
November, 28, 1999
Thomas (My brother's Elf) Hid in my closet, Creepy. He was hiding underneath some of my "Rolling Stone" shirts. Those are my favorite. Hopefully nothing happens to them. I came upon a thing called Gameboy, a Nintendo game console, I put that on my Christmas wishlist.
November, 30, 1999
Last night I thought the Elf became a living boy, he blinked at me, I didn't scream or anything like that, but I was pretty scared. Help me.
December, 1, 1999
Finally! Christmas month! It's been a while since I've seen you.
I screamed yesterday, the Elf looked at me, and tilted his head towards the side, like he broke his neck. Mother said it's "Nothing".
December, 2, 1999
I'm beginning to sleep in the living room, the elf scares me. Thomas hid under my brothers bed today, he had his hands in a weird position, and had a paper that said "I'm coming to get you, Christine!" I'm getting the thought that Mother and Father aren't moving him. That the Elf is ALIVE.
December, 3, 1999
I'm getting creeped out, I feel like the elf is trying to kill me, he had a knife in his hands today, he was atop my bunk bed (Me and my brother share a bunk bed)
his head was faced toward me, and blood was dripping down the knife, my brother nor my parents didn't find him today, weird.
December, 5, 1999
I went to Jackie's yesterday, and I told her the problem with Thomas, She said to ignore it, but I doubt that would help.
December, 6, 1999
I tried to "Ignore" Thomas, but, It didn't work out, I'm sleepless, My grades are dropping, I think I need to see a doctor. I'm scared of that freaking elf, I wish Mother never got him for my brother.
December, 7, 1999
Thomas is crazy he practically "Hung" himself with yarn, a paper next to him said "<----Christine" The arrow was pointing towards him, I freaked out hopefully I can find Thomas in the North Pole one day, and burn him.
December, 8, 1999
Just a few more days right? I'm scared once more Thomas keeps on following me now, Whenever I sit on the couch, I see him behind me. Whenever I walk and look behind me, he's there. I NEED a doctor now.
December, 10, 1999
I feel like Thomas became, HUMAN. I don't even know how. Just 15 more days 'til Christmas, I can survive. I'm still sleeping in the living room, I hope, the elf doesn't kill me, like I said before. Thomas hid under my pillow, blood dripping down his eye, my white pillow got stained.
Thomas killed Mother. He was next to her, With a blood red knife, Father is in pain, as well as my brother, we are planning a funeral next Friday.
December, 11, 1999
Jackie heard, she's coming to Mother's Funeral, she and her boyfriend comforted me while I was sobbing in tears.
December, 12, 1999
Guess what? The Elf stayed in the same spot but a Note appeared next to him. "ChRI-S-TI-Ne" it said.
December, 14, 1999
Two days passed, new notes popped up next to Thomas.
Some of them were scary, some of them were weird, some of them were... were, about Mother, being in... Hell.
December, 15, 1999
I went by myself to pray for Mother, I miss her, Father and I planned to Burn Thomas on Christmas Eve.
December, 17, 1999
Mother is in the grave, full of blood, We did nothing to deserve this, I hope I'm not next, nor brother or Father. The Elf never moved, stayed in the same room since he killed Mother, We are planning to move after new year, New centennial, new year, new home, new start.
December, 19, 1999
I haven't spoken in two days, my teacher, she now has cancer, I hate Thomas, It's his fault, Y'know why I know that? HE SAID IT! He wrote a note that had a puzzle, I solved the puzzle and it said in morse code, "Your Teacher's life will be sacrificed in the sickness that can not be cured." KNEW IT!
December, 20, 1999
A week until Christmas, Finally. I went to pray for Mother once more, and I also sent off my Christmas Wishlist, brother did the same.
December, 21, 1999
Monday, alas, I still think about Mother, What would happen if Thomas hadn't....Killed her.
Thomas finally moved, I just can't wait to burn him. Thomas, hid under my brother's covers, once again, downright creepy. I