Journal entry
I read a creepy pasta called “The Twist: A Parody”. And it was about a young boy named Billy of the age of 8 who said he was no longer childish to be scared of anything. He had gone down stairs to say goodbye to his mother. His mother had made a tuna ca**erole and clearly told him not to have any of the ca**eroles or he would have nightmares. He ate it anyways and had gone to sleep/ He then while asleep continuously kept having nightmares and keeps thinking he woke up from them repeatedly. Until one time he k**s himself in his dream then suddenly wakens for real this time and says hes not gonna ever have any ca**erole before bed ever again.