The notebook sat on the desk. Mocking him. Silently. It wasn’t like it was making any noise. It was a notebook for crying out loud! But it’s silence was deafening!
Every time Jared would pass by his desk, it was like the notebook would let out and ear piercing scream of terror. He had even started to physically wince when he walked by. He stayed out of his office for days just trying to ignore it.
But he couldn’t ignore his office for ever. Sure he ran his own business from home and could work in other places, but his office was where he was most productive. He needed that space to be his. He needed it to be like it was before. If only he could bring himself to move the notebook to a different location. Say the bottom of the ocean, or flying out the window.
This was just paper bundled together. How it got into his house was a mystery. He had just arrived home one night and it was there on his desk. As if it had appeared out of nowhere. He tried to flip the cover open, but the second he touched it there was that scream!! And now it just won’t stop! He can’t get within 5 feet of it without having to turn away. He’s tried earmuffs, ear plugs, headphones, industrial noise cancelling headphones that his buddy lent him from the construction site. All is good until Jared hits that 5 foot mark and then, as if coming from inside his head not out, there is that scream. He can’t explain it.
But today was the day. He was going to do it! He had planned it out. He had worked up his courage. He was now pacing in front of his desk. Just far enough away to not be attacked by the notebook. He was wringing his hands trying to amp himself up to actually do it.
The notebook was going out the window. Jared had decided that was the fastest and easiest way to do this. He was going to throw it out the window. The window was already open. Jared had even practiced throwing a pillow at the closed window for a few days just to make sure he had the right strength and aiming. There was no way he could do this twice.
The time had come. It was getting late. Jared didn’t want to hit anyone with the devil notebook but he also wanted it out of his house! Jared did his evening routine of locking up – doors, windows, everything was secure except for the window in the office on the second floor.
Jared bounced on the spot a few times, giving himself a pep-talk. He could do this. He was going to do it! In one quick motion, Jared grabbed the notebook and with one flick of his wrist it was was swirling out the window. The scream in his brain lasted for a split second and then it was gone. All was quiet.
Jared slammed the window shut and locked it. He walked up to his desk. Slowly. The closer he got, the slower he went. 6 feet away. All good. 5 feet away, bracing, but no scream. 4 feet, 3….2….1…..touching the desk! Jared was touching his work desk and there was no scream!
Sighing a breath of relief, Jared was surprised to feel that his whole body was relaxing. He turned off the light to the office, closed the door and headed to his bedroom. He jumped into the shower and then dropped into bed exhausted, but excited to start living his life normally again.
AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Jared’s sleep was interrupted by his whole body going into convulsions from the pain of the scream inside his head.
When he could manage it, he opened his eyes and to his absolute horror, the notebook was back. Sitting on the pillow next to him.
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