Records Of Barton's Fantastical Events Chapter 34

Translator: Doggotranslation  Editor: Doggotranslation

When Jim was sent back by Mrs. Quinn, it brought back a diary, which was Pooky Quinn's diary. Below were the last few diaries, perhaps I should first remind you that this is a madman's diary, and it doesn't matter if you don't read it.

Date: XX.XX.XX

At last! One of the old guys has died, and the remaining one will be dead soon! I can not wait anymore! The Quinn will be mine!

However, the despicable old woman insisted on a traditional funeral in that Grande Funeral Home!

I need to stop her!

I tried! I tried very hard! But I still failed! The people of Grande Funeral Home were barbarians! Rude, inferior! Like the rats in the gutter!

No! The most hateful thing is that old woman! She actually booked a funeral for me! Hahaha! What a joke! She even decided to relocate the graves of my father and mother!

She is old! She is weak! After that bitch buried her son and my mother personally, she became soft-hearted! Does she want to create a perfect family after her death? Ha! That's very funny! Dying people are always having ridiculous ideas!

Why do I need to fight her? She is old, slow, and dying! There is no need for me to fight her! All I have to do is wait!

Wait? Haha! It won't take long!

Date: XX.XX.XX

Why is that old woman still alive? Why does her medical report show that she is completely healthy?!

I don't understand! I won't accept it!

I can't start it over again!

No, no! I have to start it over again! I was too careless!

But why? I don't understand!

I need to start it over again! It just needs half a year! The Decaying Gene will flow in the blood of that old bitch! All I have to do is let it grow! Start with a mole! Until the internal organs, and bones!

I have time, but she doesn't have time! Maybe this time, it doesn't even need half a year!

Date: XX.XX.XX

Something has changed. The old woman changed the supplier of food, changed the cook… She cut me off from everything. Why?

Did she find out? No way!

She held a press conference! FUCK! She returned to the front of the stage! That should be my stage! She took my away stage again!

But she made a mistake! This vainglorious old woman! “Queen's Glory”? She would never be willing to leave Quinn to others! So Quinn will only be mine!

Date: XX.XX.XX

Those two nasty people from the Grande Funeral Home are here again. I hate them! I hate that dog even more!

Why is it always following me! I should kill it with poison! But I don't have the ability to buy anything!

Wait a minute! What is that? Just now, the old guy's face appeared in my mirror!

No, it's that dog again!

I hate that dog! It was always following me! Or staring at the photos! I hate it!

Ah! What is that? It is that old man's face! Ah! Get away from me! Get out of my mirror!

It is not possible! That old guy should be in that Grande Funeral Home and wait for tomorrow's funeral! It shouldn't appear in my mirror!

Yes, it should be tomorrow's funeral that makes me feel irritated!

No! I don't feel irritated! I am very happy! Tomorrow! I can send one away! I hope that soon, I can send away another one!

Date: XX.XX.XX

Funeral! I hate funerals!

Everything exudes a rotten smell! Whether it's the cold hard seat, or a group of old people beside me!

The rotten smell disgusts me! These old things should disappear! Just like the old guy lying in the coffin! Buried under the ground!

No, no! Not burial! They should be burned into ashes!

I hate this church! It is lifeless! And the statue of God the Son! This is the crucifixion style that was only popular decades ago, I don't know why they still had this kind of statue.

The old guy in the coffin was full of the smell of death!

I don't know why, when I looked at him, I had the illusion that I was looking at the mirror! Just like now, there is the shadow of the old guy in the mirror!

Ah! Get out of my mirror! You should rot under the ground!

Date: XX.XX.XX

I am tired!

I know I have dark circles, but I dare not look in the mirror! The mirror was broken by me, and every piece of the debris had the shadow of the old guy! He stared at me fiercely! He was telling me that I killed him!

Yes! it's me! What can you do? ! Can you come out of the mirror and get revenge?

Hahaha!

Something is touching my back.

(Chaotic scribbles.)

Date: XX.XX.XX

This house is haunted by a ghost! It is the ghostI created! My grandfather!

I did not lie! I touched him! As cold as ice, he said: “You poisoned me and your grandmother, what a pity, we are still alive.”

He was lying! he died! I personally saw that he was sealed in a coffin! Buried under the ground!

He must be lying! No one alive will be this cold! He is a ghost that crept out of hell!

(Chaotic handwriting.)

He is touching me! I can feel his fingers sliding over my back! Get out! Get out!

(Chaotic scribbles.)

Date: XX.XX.XX

No one believes me, the servants would avoid when I pass by, the old woman would only frown and look at me with disgust!

I hate her! I hate everything in this house!

I locked myself in the bathroom! I can't go out! The old guy is outside! He wants to touch me with his cold fingers! I hate that feeling! No, I'm afraid of that feeling!

Wait, what is that noise?

“Pooky, Pooky…”

Mother? It's my mother's voice!

No! That's not my mother! She died! She hit the corner of the table in a quarrel with my father! She was killed by my father! She died! So she can't call my name from outside!

Date: XX.XX.XX

I leaned on the door, trying not to pay attention to the sound outside. Finally, the sound disappeared, and I opened the door, nothing.

I tried to rest for a while, but I felt the cold touch, I opened my eyes, it was her! Mother, she is exactly the same as in the picture!

She said, “Why do you want to kill me?”

I wanted to say that I didn't poison her. Then she became my grandfather.

Date: XX.XX.XX

I had a dream. It was about my mother. She was sitting by my bed. I wanted to touch her to see if she was cold.

Then I woke up, she really sat by my bed, I touched her, she was as cold as an ice cube!

I want to run, but someone grabbed me! It is my father!

The man who killed his life with a revolver! His hands were cold, and he held me down, so I couldn't escape.

I woke up from the dream again, and there was nothing.

No, he is still there, the old guy that was buried under the ground, which I saw personally, was sitting by my bed, I touched him. He was as cold as an ice cube. He said that he would take me to hell.

I woke up again, and there was nothing.

Only the stupid dog that looked at me indifferently, said that it would take me to hell.

I woke up again and there was nothing.

My mother sat by the bed. She asked me what I saw. I answered. I saw my grandfather and father. They were as cold as the ice cubes.

I woke up, there was really nothing this time.

There was only another me, sitting by the bed.

Date: XX.XX.XX

I woke up and there was nothing.

A stranger sat by the bed, he asked me some questions, I answered that I saw some people, and they were as cold as the ice cubes.

I was waiting for the dream to stop again. Sure enough, my dream stopped and I woke up again..

The stupid dog ​​was sitting by my bed, and he turned into me and said that I need help.

Date: XX.XX.XX

I don't remember I have made an appointment with a nursing home, but I saw my signature, I think it was right, I need help.

……

See, I have reminded you already that this was a madman's diary.

Chapter end