JOURNAL PROPERTY OF BUGUL NOZ
MARCH 14TH: Today I stumbled upon this journal, forgotten on a stump beneath a treefall gap. Apologies to the original owner but I have some things I'd rather write down than forget so I tore out the pages with writing in them and decided to start fresh as soon as I wake up. Don't worry, I didn't read the old pages or anything.
MARCH 15TH: As usual, I woke up as the sun was setting. It's easier to hide my terrible visage in the cover of darkness, and I'd hate to frighten any other denizens of the forest.
The creek was empty so I took some time to swim. Do fish flee from everybody or just me? Maybe if a human ever stays to talk to me I'll ask them.
MARCH 16TH: Dug a hole just to pass the time. Considered putting leaves over it as a prank for the next creature to walk by, but the thought of a deer starving down there upset me so I spent the rest of the night filling it back up.
MARCH 17TH: Under the pale moonlight, I was able to make out my reflection in the creek. Gasped involuntarily in response. I truly am frightening to behold, aren't I?
MARCH 18TH: Didn't even get up this night. Just stayed down and slept for a whole day.
MARCH 19TH: