So I am ready to start a comic.

Dunno what will be made, but I got all the things for making this.

It will take me awhile.

My life is going well.

I work hard, do my job in the lumber yard and write stories in the meantime.

My only issue is that I have little space in my schedul. But that's not a big issue.

I am very happy right now.

Sadly, I stopped training.. And the gym is far from my home..

Yeah I have little excuse to skip gym sessions..

So I will buy some dumb bells, get in shape at home and etc.

The story of The Detective's Diary is starting to be well flesh out.

I have some ideas left undone too.

More on that later.

So I basically went full on The Detective Diary storyline.

My passion for writing that story as grow stronger, since I took a break of a month and a half.

I just needed some time for myself to think about what next could be put in there.

The ending is already decided.

I have like 1,264 views on that story in the writing forum.

It's for mature people, and not for kids.

I post 2 or 3 pages each day now.

Dunno if I can keep up in that pace.

I have learn many things in writing with this story.

Glad it went that way.

When he died in my arms..

I felt like I lost a part of myself.

Something that was right to have..

But was no more in here, in my heart..

It was gone.

Gone as the light he once had in his eyes.

And I closed them..

As my hope to feel happy again faded..

My eyes couldn't just hold my tears anymore.

What is hope..

Is it like a sun?

No, because it only appear half the time..

Is it like a dream?

Well not either.. Because it disappear only once we are awake.

You see, I think hope is when we found what we didn't expect in the dark..

Light..

Something that gives us guidance even when everything is in ruins in our heart..

But now..

Now that I think about it.

I believe I have lost this hope..

Somewhere, in the time of when I was just ignorant enough..

A hope that will never return for me..

Leaving me in the deepest darkness of my own self.

Is it over yet..?

I think not.

I guess God have a path for me in store..

Let see what he have to offer.

"Welcome to Big City! The place you will absolutely find what you are looking for! Get rich! Get Famous! Get anything

you want or are dreaming for so long to earn for yourself! Get your free citizenship now in the-" *Krrrrriishhh*

"And become someone you won't even recognize afterwards! You will not regret- "*KRRRRiiiissshhh*

"All the details in the papers! Good Luck!"

I am still interested to make the game.

The N.G Noire game based on L.A Noire.

But the real reason it as been put on hold is the clear factor that I am not rich, not experimented, and totally not free to work on it every day. My VAs that were interested to join in are long gone or absent for now.

I know 10% of programming so far and just look at that showcase to know what I am talking about.

Rather to dwell on the sad result, I am proud to explain why I am on a small hiatus.

I have too many ideas, I am doing too much for my brain and I even work now.

My contract will last 6 months, and I will gather some ressourses to focus later on this project.

But, that is not all. I am also making creepypasta stories.

I posted 3 entries for The Detective's Diary and I am satisfied about it.

The result is great from this part, I got 1,135 views. Which is huge on the retrospect.

Even got in The Tank Tribune for the first time in my life!

Seriously, I didn't expected all this when I started on NG.

I am not yet the best at my craft, but still working on things.

The ending of The Detective Diary is already chosen by the way, I don't think everyone will like it.

And once I finish it, I will asks @tomfulp to lock it.

So it could be preserved.

But it is not over yet, John Colts still have some energy left in him.

Thank you everyone who encourage me once and awhile.

And Tom Fulp for his secret corrections on the The Detective's Diary.

I am not perfect.. But I do what I can do.

I forgot what day are we..

I am stuck in the dark, in the winter.. Inside a place I don't know about.

They knocked me down, and then I couldn't do anything about it.

All I can remember is that I was this close to find out about William Berkley's plan..

The bus arrived and she enters in it.

She walk to reach the middle of the bus and sit alone.

I decided to follow her and when she saw me being with her, she seem to be less stressed.

We pass many places, the town, the near forest and the bridge that have a river underneath.

The other teenager talk and she look at the window ignoring everyone.

I heard what they say, some wonder who she is and others make jokes about her looks.

Because Gwen is pretty and have a curvy body.

I decide to intervene and check what I could mess around with them.

First thing I did was unziping their bags, so when they stand up the contain will fall off.

Then I tie their shoes together to make it more bad for the exit at the end of the road.

Gwen noticed me doing something and pretended to cough, it was a signal to for me to come back.

So I returned, and the bus stop.

People start to stand up and everyone trumbles.

Gwen look at me and roll her eyes.

Then she get out of there while everyone is cursing in the bus.

The high school of Grimoire is an old building that have been here even before I was dead or alive.

It felt weird for me to be here, but Gwen seemed to be unfaze. She just stood there looking at the

place and then walk inside as people walk by.

I keep her company as she find her way in the school and the day went well.

She get her own locker, for herself. Hear the beginning ceremony and

see all the teachers. Some are great, bad and one very terrible.

That teacher is Adam Gritcher, the biology teacher.. He is bizarre and awkward.

When he start presenting himself, everyone laugh at him because he doesn't talk that good in english.

Anyway, after all the teachers present themselves and the day went on.

Gwen finally arrive at home from the bus.

It is 4:35 PM

Her parents aren't home, because they work at this hour.

She close the door behind her and start talking to me right at this moment.

"Aah.. Finally, it's over!" She yells and drop on the couch.

"Is everything okay..?" I asks her.

"Yeah, it's alright." She mumble while her head is buried in the pillows.

"You seem tired.." I say.

"Maybe because I am.." She says and move her hand as she speak.

"Well.. I will leave you.." I just say/

"No, no.. Jack stay, please." She replies.

And I stay there in the air, looking at her.

"You know what, I don't really like to admit it. But I hate everything about being in public, it's scary." She says.

She explain all about her fear of the public after that, what happened before she move out of the last town.

And the reason was simple, she talked to a ghost in public in her former high school and everyone as seen

her like a crazy girl because of it. The worst part was that.. It wasn't the first time it occured.

"It's not your fault." I say as I try to recomfort her.

She gaze at me with her eyes, like it was the only time she heard this.

"You have no idea what I have been through Jack." She almost cry.

When she said that, I felt like she had been in a terrible place before and then I just tell her.

"You are not going to die because of that, it's okay Gwen.. People.." I take a moment to think..

"People make mistakes.." I just say that.

"Thank you Jack.." She says and look better now.

She decided to watchs movies that night, she made some food for herself and her parents arrived arround 9 PM.

Then september went fast like this.

Gwen rapidly made some friends and things was alright..

Until October started.

It was late that night, at october 1st. A murder just happened in the town..

-My friend Jack-

Who am I..?

What is the meaning of my own existence..

What made me become aware of this at all..

I just.. Think that I don't know at all..

But I am there.. Somehow..

And then I remember..

My name is Jack Willson, I used to live in this town called Grimoire.. A place where I was happy and now..

I am there, dead..

I can see my dead body on the floor..

What I have done was wrong.. I was not really old enough to understand that I had a life ahead of me..

My parents found me, there.. My wrists cut open..

I felt bad, very sad and watched them cry..

I was just 17 years old.. Was going to finish high school and..

And..

Made the choice to end it all.

They call the ambulance, put me in a bag and then few weeks later they made my funeral.

All my familly was crying, and I keep looking..

I wasn't really happy in my life..

And now.. I realise what I have missed..

It was too late.

20 years later.. In mid summer.

I watched all my familly moving on. Go out of Grimoire Town, and I stayed there.

They sold the house, and I watch the new occupants live there..

In my house..

I was alone now.. Had no one to talk to.

They moved out too after that..

Then one day I notice a girl could see me, when I was looking for the new occupants.

Her name was Gwen..

I was so nervous, I couldn't move. And decide to hide in the attic.

I could hear what they were saying though.

That girl asked if there was someone in the house already, and her parents said no.

For time to time, I checked if she was still expecting me to be here..

Everytime, she took notice of my presence.

How is that normal? I never felt like people could see me before.

And then, after taking awhile. After they finally moved in here and put everything.

I choose to go and wander in the house at midnight.

Next to know, she was awake.

In her room, reading a book with her headphones on.

I look at her through the door, and I though she was pretty.

I never saw a girl like her and I though what if I was still alive and then..

She look at me and said..

"Come in." She says, not even scared.

I looked behind me, no one was there. I was like "Who me?"

She keep looking at me and said.

"Yes, you.. Come in" She says.

And I went in, a little afraid and shy.

"Come on, I am not going to bite you."

I sit on her chair near her computer and look at her.

She cross her legs and put her book to the side.

Then look at me as well.

"So, who are you?" She says.

"Huh.." I try to say, still nervous.

"What do you mean Huh?" She said with a smirk and wait for me to reply.

"I am Jack." I finally answered.

"Cool, I am Gwen!" She says with enthousiasm and show me her hand.

And I handshake it.

For a time I stood there, and didn't said much. She start saying things and I listen.

"I am new here, I am so tired of moving and changing school all the time.. Damn.."

After that we become friends, and every now and then she talked to me when I visit her once and awhile.

Until september arrived..

-To be continued-