This journal belongs to Elyas Creston. It is a journal, not a book. In other words: KEEP OUT!

Hi Journal. I'm Elyas Creston. Nice to meet you. Um... I should probably give you a name. I guess I should figure out if you're a boy or a girl first though. Let's see, I'm a guy, I feel more comfortable talking to guys than to girls. Not because I'm sexist or anything, just, 'cause I guess. Oh, how about Edamine? Nice and neutral, I think. Not too feminine, not too masculine, not intimidating, but not so subtle that it's a back of the mind throw away name like John or Bob. "What was that guy's name again? It was like Bill or Brian or something." "Oh you mean Bob?" "Yeah that's the one." Nah, it'd be more like, "Hey, did you meet the new guy, Edamine?" "Yeah, he's so cool isn't he?"

So, since we've figured that out, hi Edamine, I'm Creston. Nice to meet you. My therapist thinks I need to start writing things down like this, so here I am. I don't really feel the need to, but whatever. It's not like it's your fault that my therapist is a control freak. He wants to see the journal every day I see him for 'evaluation.' Isn't the point of a journal to have your private thoughts organized in one area? Keyword being private?

You have no eyes, because you're a notebook, so let me introduce you to... Yourself. You are a little, black, spiral-bound notebook, 120 pages, college ruled because I hate wide-ruled. You fit in my backpack and are easy to carry around. Which will be good because school starts up in a couple of weeks. There's nothing else of particular notice about you to be honest. But that's not a bad thing by any means. I like simple things. It's makes them more elegant, especially when it's black, like you. So, simple is good.

I'm seventeen, kinda bleached blonde hair that's to my cheekbones in front and on the sides, and the back is trimmed very short, almost buzzed. My eyes (of course, being blonde) are a blue grey kind of colour. I don't think they're anything much personally but people are always telling me how pretty they are. I think they're a little dull. I'd look better with green eyes anyways.

So, there you have it. I'm not that tall, probably still 5'7" after all these years, white teeth that were straightened by clunky braces. I'm usually in a long sleeved shirt and jeans. Something nice. But not too nice, I don't have that kind of money. So, yeah. There we go. I've started keeping a journal. I don't feel like writing anymore, no offense, so I'm off to go eat something smothered in bacon. Write later? Or however you say goodbye to a journal.


So, lemme know what you all think. This is less, story material, more, character development, to be entirely honest. I'm writing a story with my friend (Darth Sparkles if you care to check him out ;D) and Creston is the main character I plan on using, so I had to get a good voice for him.

But, as always, love it or hate it, let me know what you think, and leave some constructive criticism if you can think of any. I know it's a tad short but hey. It's a start. :)