The Blare Witch Project My Way

THE BLARE WITCH PROJECT MY WAY

June 30, 2005, 4:30 pm

Dear Journal, 

Today my friends, Blake, Michael, Charlie, and Zach, and I are heading up to the country to camp out in the woods, with limited supplies. It’s all apart of this big book project thing I’m doing called A Life Of Adventure. I am basically going places and doing crazy things so i can record it in a notebook. We are in my dads van, on the highway, Blake is driving. I’m sitting in the back with the rest of the guys, writing in this journal. We expect to arrive at around 7pm, but I’ll get back to ya. 

June 30, 2005, 7:45 pm

Dear Journal, 

Yeah, we got hear at about 7:15 and we have just finished setting up the tent. It took a while because none of us are very experienced campers, gee, now that i think about it, how are we going to survive in the woods for a week, and not even know how to set up a tent? The guys are outside grilling up burgers and I am in the tent writing. Good night for now i am going to go eat.

July 1, 2005, 1 am 

Dear Journal, 

I am hearing a creepy rustling right now, so i thought i should record it. I’m now hearing footsteps, it must be one of my friends i’m sure. Now i hear a faint laugh, a cackle. Okay, I have had enough of this i’m going to sleep!

July 1, 2005, 6 pm

Dear Journal, 

Today has been the worst day on the entire planet!! When we woke up this morning Zach was gone. Blake went out to go look for him but he came back with a very disturbed look on his face, like he was about to puke. I asked what was wrong and he just kept staring into the clouds, not breathing, not moving, not living. I started to yell at him, and Michael and Charlie started to join in. Suddenly he twitched and fell to the ground with a thud. We dragged him onto some grass and started pouring all of our water onto him, anything to wake him up. We gave up and just sat there, thinking. Suddenly Blake shot up and started screaming, “HELP!! HELP!! SHE”S AFTER US!! AHHHH!” Michael and Charlie pinned him to the ground and I got up. “Blake, tell me right now, what happened???” He just passed out again. “We have to leave, this place is really freaking me out!” I said. “Well what about Blake and Zach?” Charlie protested. I sighed. What about them? Suddenly there was a loud rustle and we spun around to see Zach crawling from the edge of the woods. He was dragging his two limp legs, and his face and body were covered and blood. His skin was peeling, and he head cuts and bruises from head to toe. He started hissing, “She’s coming, coming, she’s coming right now, if you don’t leave right now she’s gonna get you,” Michael, Charlie, and I started screaming our heads off. I thought he was just joking around, but his face, the way his beady eyes started at me, I could tell we had to get out of there was fast as we could. We started to drag Blake into the van and we shut the door closed. We hopped into the car as I saw a dark figure approach from the edge of the woods where Zach was. I screamed and started driving, faster and faster until I reached the highway, then drove home so fast like there was no tomorrow. Let me tell you something and let me get this straight, I will never, ever, over my dead body, to that again. Say goodbye, folks, to A Life Of Adventure because it is gone, gone, gone...gone, gone, gone.