October 6th
Another failed session with the Ouija board. Well I mean don’t
get me wrong it wasn’t a “failed” session. I just didn’t contact my sweet deer
Eleanor. It was some other spirit. This one was more exciting. Received some
threats. Mainly the reason why I decided to write another entry in the diary, that
and the fact that the last entry is months ago. Not much I have to say about
this one, the spirit was the wrong one so that is when I closed the session.
October 8th
Penelope is mad at me tonight. She said she is not going
to put up with my nonsense anymore. She does not understand how much I miss my
deer sweet Eleanor. How could she. I can’t try another session in a little
while because she is getting paranoid, and let me quote her on this one, that “I
am tampering with forces I do not understand.” I am starting to think that SHE
does not understand the importance of me speaking to my sweet untimely deceased
wife. I miss her so much.
October 11th
I have gotten the best idea. It manifested itself quite
simply to be honest. Penelope and her paranoid-self, called in a priest into
our home today because she was sure some “demonic activity was taking place”. After the priest was done with whatever he was
doing. I must admit that I wasn’t paying that much attention, he came to me.
And apparently he warned me that this is not a good practice and might even end
in possession. This was where I started brainstorming. Imagine! What if my deer
sweet Eleanor would possess Penelope. This way I and she could be together!
Again! This will be proof that love is eternal. I am putting this into practice
as soon as I get a new Ouija board since the priest burned mine to get rid of
something he called an anchor to the spirit.
October 16th
My relationship to Penelope has been improving rapidly.
We are getting along famously. She even has taken my suggestions for cutting
her long blond hair and dying it brown. I truly believe that my plot is coming
together quite nicely. Soon I will be reunited with my deer sweet Eleanor. I
simply cannot wait. But first I must obtain a non-burned Ouija board. Thanks
for this inconvenience father.
October 19th
Things have been going from bad to worse. Penelope is not
staying with me anymore. Simply because she has found a picture of Eleanor
which I keep under my pillow. It is not my fault I like seeing her beautiful
face before falling asleep every night. But that is not why she was angry. She
was angry because she realized that the haircut I asked her to get, and the
clothes I have been buying her painfully resemble my deceased Eleanor. I fear
she uncovered my plot for a second, but it was no such case, she was just offended
that I cannot get over the love of my life. Can u believe that? She even used
the time period she has been dead during in a “get over it” manner. Very rude.
Everyone knows that distant relationships are a trial, but that is not a reason
to simply give up on them now is it.
October 26th
Today was an incredibly peculiar day. It started out
perfectly normal, but at some point Penelope stormed into my house demanding us
to do a session with the spirit board. Apparently she wanted to find out, what
was so great about this Eleanor person. Her words not mine. Obviously. We did
the session but to my disappointment we did not reach my deer sweet Eleanor,
but some spirit of a child. I don’t know. I lost interest after I found out it wasn’t
my sweet. Penelope rolled her eyes at my reaction in a sarcastic manner. She
just does not understand.
Despite my protests to end the session she found herself curious to continue. So we did. The spirit introduced himself as an eight year old boy who had perished in a secret government founded experiment, which, get this, was taking place on mars. What a bunch of nonsense.
Despite my protests to end the session she found herself curious to continue. So we did. The spirit introduced himself as an eight year old boy who had perished in a secret government founded experiment, which, get this, was taking place on mars. What a bunch of nonsense.
I left the session to go make myself something to snack
on instead of wasting my time.
October 27th
Before I begin, let me recapture the events of the night I
last wrote in my journal. I decided that is a better title for a notebook which
I keep my most private and personal thoughts in. Not that Penelope cares for
it, she still, even now as I write this is making rude comments about my “diary”.
Anyway, last night I dozed off while Penelope was still chatting with the
spirit. She shook me awake at about eleven o’clock at night and gave me the
summery of her conversation. Which was the boy explaining to her, that apparently
there has been a discovery made, of a new element which they call “Clonium” I
will get to this in due time, but the element can only be mined on mars. And
landing on mars is not the issue. Apparently. But the fact that there are some
gases that infect the oxygen tanks and make it poisonous is. This problem was
solved by, the most obvious solution. Using toddlers and young children as they
used canaries in the coal mines because they can somehow detect the gas which poisons
the oxygen tanks. This seems like a fever dream so far but believe you me, it
gets even worse. So apparently all this fuss for this new element is for
something called “Project: Evil Hitler”. Now the child did not know the goals
of this project for sure but it can be assumed that it has something to do with
world domination. As this is usually the direction all of these kinds of plots take.
Before leaving the conversation it had one request. That Penelope and I would
do something to stop this and or at least try and protect the young children being
abducted from the orphanage and sent to mars. Blah blah blah.
Here is the important thing. The new element and how they plan to use it allows the interpretation that somehow it can clown living things and one that are not so much.
For example I could clone my deer sweet Eleanor. Since I still have kept a few of her hair clippings as most couples which are insanely in love with each other, tend to do.
Here is the important thing. The new element and how they plan to use it allows the interpretation that somehow it can clown living things and one that are not so much.
For example I could clone my deer sweet Eleanor. Since I still have kept a few of her hair clippings as most couples which are insanely in love with each other, tend to do.
October 28th
I have thought more and more about my new plan. And I can
only see upsides in it! Truly I have a mind that is beyond my age. I shall help
Penelope in her mindless obsession to help the canary children, but only till I
can find out how they get themselves to mars. Then our interests differ. Step
by step I am getting closer to be reunited with my deer sweet Eleanor.
The plot thickens.
The plot thickens.
