Chapter 1: First Entry 6/20/2020
I am writing this diary in order to keep my thoughts and mind in an order of sort. The situation that I have found myself in has develop to the point of myself unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy. The truth of the matter is that the events that happen to me are so ridiculous than I suspect that I am dreaming of sort. The reality that I am so used to is different from the current reality that I have found myself in.
The world, this reality that I found myself in is reversal to that my "normal" reality to the point that I am suspecting if I am really in a coma where the subconscious of my psyche has made a world of dream and I am an participant of the dream. I doubt that anyone would be reading up on this diary, because its content would undoubtedly be one of fantasy novels, and if no one is likely to read it, I don't really need to care much for grammar and spelling now do I?
I think it's possible that I've even gone mad, writing this diary to no one but myself, but I guess we all need to find a hobby to anchor our mind lest it gone astray.
Now then, How should I start......?
Ah yes, I suppose I should begin in the beginning.
The situation develop roughly two, maybe three weeks prior to this diary entry. I was at a beach resort with my aunt and her friends, naturally as a young man in group of old people, I was more prefer to be in the water admiring certain bouncy sights and attempt to befriend some girls than to stay up on dry land partaking in alcohol and conversing about politics and such.
In the water, roughly around waist deep, I was busy talking to some girls and attempt to tackle the waves. There's just something quite fun about hurling one self against the force of the waves as they pushed toward to land. Around afternoon time, possibly 2;00 or 3:00 pm, it was then that the jellyfish and various critters of the sea began to rise from the depth and that was the last memories I had of the time.
When I woke up, I found myself surrounded by a lot of people, including my aunt and her friends. From the understanding of the situation, I discover that I was apparently stung by a jellyfish and subsequently sorta drowned and was saved by some guy nearby when he saw my predicament. Then I was carry about to the car and everything seem normal, albeit some strange looks from various people. Now that I think about it, the guy that rescued me didn't have a shirt on when I saw him in the water, whether when I was rescue he was wearing a wet black t shirt.
The fives days that followed the event was relatively uneventful, due to the fact that I don't really go out much. The current place that I live is humid and hot, it get pretty bad to the point of getting a feeling of having butter spread all over your body, oily and sticky, honestly it's not my preference.
On the sixth day, I decided to go on a walk to the nearby park, on the way I sweated pretty much. My white shirt was literally soaked to the brim with sweat. My white t-shirt was soaked to the point that it outline my chest and even show my nipple. Now this is a route that I have traveled a hundred time, and pretty much in the same situation and nobody ever gave a shit about how I looked before but this time there was something different.
People keep pointing and looking at me like I was some exotic animal. The weird thing here was that the majority of these people was ladies, they were pointing and taking pics of me. Now...be perfectly clear I am not handsome, sure.....my face look young compare to my real age. I mean if you look at my face, you'll think that I was 16 years old instead of 29. My belly is a little chubby, not a six pack kind of body. All in all, I look like a slightly chubby high school kid, not obese nor underweight.
I thought that maybe they were laughing at me or something, so I took a look around and everyone, the ladies mostly just turn their head away like they was trying to hide something. Noticing that, I look at my butt, and shirt to see if there might have been something stuck to it or maybe that I've ripped my pant. That would certain warrant this type of attention. Alas, there was no such thing, no ripped pant, no ripped shirt, nothing is sticking to my clothing.
Naturally, I shrug it off and continue to my destination. At the park, as I was doing some warm up exercise, a park employee came up to me and said to me.
"sir, could you cover yourself up? There are children here." The park employee said.
"Wha, what do you mean cover myself up? I am covered, I'm not naked or anything." I respond.
The park employee pull off her mask and pointed to my sweat soaked shirt and said "That is not appropriated for people here, I must ask you to remove yourself from the premise until you have come back with a more appropriate clothing."
I reply that I have always come here dressed like this for the last two month for my daily exercise, so why did the policy change. The response I received was that it has always been like this for a long time.
It was then that I took a closer look at the park employee face. Her face wasn't that of someone annoyed or stern, but of someone like that of a man who was enjoying the sight of a woman naked body. It was creepy in some way but not to the point of disgust. Still.....I obliged and left the park.
When I arrived home, following by people pointing and some girls taking pics of me. I went to take a bath, after the bath, I had some food and went to take a nap. It was always my habit to masturbate at least once before sleeping, it relieved some stress and make my sleep more smooth. You see, the weather where I'm at is humid and hot, so it can be difficult to sleep, and if you don't sleep unless you have a cozy job in an air condition room, you're going to feel utter terrible until afternoon when the sun is less.
Imagine my total shock that the site that I used to visit for my materials was replaced with LGBT materials and no matter how much I searched, there was no straight, man to women materials, all straight materials was of POV (Point of View) from the female side. I don't want to look at a dude orgasm face. Luckily I remember that I have saved some porn on my phone and decided to look for those, but how could the heaven be so evil! What sort of evil is this? My phone which should have at least three gigabytes worth of porn was gone and replaced with pictures and videos of puppy and kitten!
What sick mind could have done this, I know that every man should have at least some porn hidden somewhere, but none? How could it be? What evil could have done this, because I know I had some relatively normal taste, and I'm certainly not that deprave to attain sexual pleasure from looking at animals. I'm not some extreme sexual deviant.
Of course, I didn't realize later on that the world might have gone mad.
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