Jack's Journal: Entry No. 102

It isn't about me anymore. But I feel like it never actually was. I was just a kid back then but I was one. I was complete. Now I am divided into two different personalities, one became a monster and the other? It never grew up.

It's stupid how this is just the same thing or the same stage everyone goes from. It's so normal right? One of them wants to tear the world apart and the other tries to find ways to escape.

But would you believe that I don't feel that any of them contains even a tiny bit of me? I feel crushed between both of them. I feel like a watcher who is held captive, who can't do anything.

I have fragments of memories that don't belong to me. I don't know who am I. And here I am sitting in this mountain peak witnessing a beautiful sunset, writing this crap. It's slow, it's sloppy but the hunt is on. One day I will find you. One day... I will find me!