Intro
It was a Sunday morning. Because of my mischievous behavior and utter nonsense my family left me behind when they went to the church, as always. As the worst child, I developed yet another bad behavior. Reading other people's diaries. So, I used Sundays for that. Even the dusty old diaries didn’t have any names on them, by then I have developed a skill to identify the people mentioned there when reading them. So as usual I sneaked into the lumber room and the diary I found, o this day I still wonder was that real or a mere fiction story. It started just normal as a diary could be.
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-December 06-
‘From experience I know a teacher doesn’t call a student by his full name unless it’s bad news. So as usual today was one of those days.
“Kevin Snow, make sure to bring your mother or father to school tomorrow.”
So, about my father who disappeared 3 years ago after going out for dinner. I’m sad and curious at the same time. Anyhow the inquiry about my weakness at languages will be put on my mothers shoulders as always.
“Liliyan Snow, you should pay more attention to this boy!”
Yells the teacher as always. I’m kinda jealous at my sister, for being ahead of me at school. I'm already 17 next May.´
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So it went on, in bad handwriting. I turned pages quickly to find some interesting secret or something. Halfway into the diary, I unexpectedly found some interesting things that makes me question Kevin’s mental stability.
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-December 07-
‘Today will be a sleepless night. I have a very bad feeling about Kate’s kidnaping. My instincts tell me I’ll have to face many situations too mature for this age. I found that it isn’t very pleasant to use martial arts in practical life. I found myself being a little proud amongst all the stress from the kidnaping and the headache, not to mention aching muscles all over the body. I had a chance to test my strength today. As I recall, seven or eight people fell down unconscious with some broken bones from my attacks. Even the last person didn’t see me coming. On our way back after rescuing her I realized even Kate was surprised back there, though she tried so hard to hide it.’
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Can people really do these things? Someone like Kevin, of all people? But if it’s a lie, how can he be really associated with the Skull? Why? Where did all those scars on his body came from? I still can’t believe that I’m living among people who have these kinds of secrets.
If you’re curious about what more were there on the diary, make sure to read “The skull: the Diary of the Black Hood.”
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