Twin Peaks

November 14, 2025

This time last year I didn’t see myself here. I look around and see the walls painted in the blood of mistakes past. Ink bleeding through the pages as my heart bled for something that couldn’t be. The things lost, the could haves, would haves and should haves. The greatest lyricist of all time said if you never bleed you’re never gonna grow. I bled out, watching helplessly as my last breath slipped through the sands of time. 

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That was her last entry. The girl vanished, blood soaked the flooring of her little cabin. No body was ever found they said. Only that entry of the journal. A journal of which held her mind as it slipped away from her. She was but a child. Rumors filled that town of what happened. Suicide, cults. Animals got her. Or maybe she just ran away. Thats what they said. But I know the truth. 

Her name was Aspen. She was my friend. We knew each other well, grew up in these woods together. I watched her struggle with her demons for years. Running was never an option, the demons would find her she’d say. “So what should we do?” I ask combing her hair out of her eyes. “How should we handle it?” 

“We become them.” She laughs. 

Oh what madness. How she was right. The night fell, like any other and we set the scene. The pages filled. The blood dripping. She was me and I was her. He could never hurt us again! Never, we’d pluck him from our minds and disappear into the Peak and no one would ever know! It’s the perfect plan. We followed through. The Peak is our home now. Stay…don’t go. The darkness awaits.