Matthew Morph's Journal

September 15th

The first thing I can remember is, that it was dark and I couldn't see a thing, not even my hand in front of my face. Thinking of it afterwards it wasn't bad, I must have looked horrable, and I don't mean the good horrable. It was hard to move, due to the fact that I had no extremities. But that didn't hinder me at all, I wanted out of there as quick as possible. I eventually spoted a feeble light lightening a dusty desk. On its surface there were a bunch of pictures. One of them directly caught my attention. It showed two boys having alot of fun together. While I nearly lost myself in thoughts to that picture, I didn't notice my appearance was changing. Unknowingly I took on the shape of whom I saw. I measurably frightened myself to life when I saw my reflection in the pieces of a shattert mirror I walked by. I took the photo with me because I wanted to find one of those boys on it. He is my creator anyhow...

September 17th

Today I finally was able to escape that maze I was left-behind. It turned out that it was the catacombs below a huge school building - the Monster High. Luckily for me I directly ran into the quite headless headmistress Bloodgood and before you could say "knife" I was about to enlist myself to be a student at Monster High. Well, it wasn't quite that easy. When I had the form infront of me I realized, that I was unable to fill in any necessary information: Name, age, parent or legal guardian... I mean who am I anyhow? "I have to talk to my parent or legal guardian first, Miss Bloodgood." I explained and went back to the catacombs immediately where I started to read books and inform myself so I was able to knock together a personality. When I returned the next day having the form filled with all kinds of information I merely excogitated, Miss Bloodgood looked at me doubtfully at first but then she smiled at me and said "Wellcome at Monster High, Matthew". I was so happy!

September 18th

With schoolbooks in my hand and a location plan in my head I went straight on my way to class, when I suddanly heard a familar voice. It was him! At first I wanted to jump around the corner but then I realized another, more feminin voice talking to him. So I decided to wait and listened even though I didn't want to, but it was hard overhearing it. "You hang around the catacombs again?", the female voice said and was followed by a sigh for an answer. "Listen, Ian. If you only hang out down there you will never make any friends!" "Yes ma'am." Ian replied and left, comming straight in my direction, what made me like freak out. But he passed me without even risking a look. I sighed, rummaged for the photo and looked at it once more. It was no mistake that he is the one I'm looking for. But why didn't he notice me? Well, I had no time thinking about it any longer as class was about to start and I didn't want to be late on my first day.

September 19th

I caught his attention once today. But all that happened was, that he looked at me confused, bit his bottom lip and passed me without saying a word. Well, If he wouldn't speak to me, I thought, then how about me speaking to him? He was alone most of the time anyway so there was plenty of right moments to choose from. While he was sitting in the creepateria I decided to do it and speak to him. My plan was crowned with success! I believe this is the beginning of a fangtastig friendship! But...shall I tell him, who or to be more specific WHAT I really am? He disposed me once already...I think I will keep this litle big secret.

September 21th

Today Ian offered me private teaching to catch up with my class. So I went to his place this afternoon prepared with all my books. Her sister, the female voice from back then opened me after I rang. She is strange. First, she stared at me silently, then she started to babble, plaied with her hair and asked me strange questions. Luckily Ian barged in when that ghoul started to...really frighten me a bit. Ghouls are really weird...