This first chapter is written in Xander's POV,  not me but still. Enjoy.

My name is Alexander Russell Sanchez. My birthday is January 24th, and live in the small town of Gravity Falls, Oregon.

This is my story.

When I was 8 year olds, I was playing with the, sadly, only friend/cousin, Nate, were in the second grade, it was a warmest spring day, and I was eating an apple.

"Uh dude you better finish that fast," said Nate, "Jorge has been eyeballing that thing for 10 minutes."

"Good call cous," I said.

I ran towards a nearby tree and start digging, because that was the only way to get rid of the apple core, also plant a tree, because why not? When I was digging with my, surprisingly useful, toy shovel when I hit ground, I heard a clink of metal.

"What the barnacle," I said quoting SpongeBob.

I hate it a few more tomes until it pops open.

"Woah, cool," I said.

I looked inside to see an old red book, with a gold handprint, and a giant number 2 in the middle.

I immediately throw the book into my backpack and walked back to class.

That afternoon when I got home I started scanning the book, it was written by some guy who originally is from a town in New Jersey but came here to study the weirdness of this town. I honestly wouldn't blame him, the week before I saw a gnome eating our discarded McDonald's scraps from the garbage. Man those chicken nuggets tasted funny. Now the book talked about some weirder things that I never really saw.

Then my mom comes in.

"What are you reading?" mom asked.

I hide the book behind me.

"Nothing," I said.

"I know you're lying," said mom, "Is it a swimsuit magazine."

"Ew gross no," I said.

"Then what is, if you don't tell me I'll sell you DS on eBay," said Mom.

"Fine," I said.

I showed her the journal, I then explain bits and pieces of it as fast as I can.

"Seriously, you're just finding out about the weird stuff in this town?" mom asked.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"This town has always been weird, I remember when I was little, blah, blah, blah," said mom.

I honestly tuned her out at that point, but she did mention something later on about an estranged man who owns a reclusive shack in the woods, that turned into a Tourist Trap.

"How come I'm finding out about this now?" I asked.

"Because I've been trying to protect you from the craziness, it what took away your father," said Mom.

"Mom, you and dad divorced because he refused to get a job," I said.

"Yeah well ever wonder why we haven't seen him since then?" Mom asked.

My eyes grew wide.

"Woah," I said.

"I gotta get back down stairs, I don't want the water to over boil again," said Mom.

My mom then leaves the room. I then browsed the book one last time, I then land on a random page with the initials, S.P.

"S.P. as in the Gameboy?" I asked stupidly, "Well who ever the S.P. guy is, he knows what goes on here, and I think it's about time I find out."

That has been my origin.

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