Thursday, 24 November 2011

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Monday, 21 November 2011

They let me go home

The police wanted to keep me there, but I finally convinced them to at least let me go home. They made me promise I wouldn't try to leave the province.

Fuck that. I have to leave the country. He's coming for me. I told them that it was my dad who had killed him. He was finishing the job. I don't know if they believed me. I don't know why they wouldn't.

I have to hide from him, or else he's going to kill me, too.

I love you Corbin. I'm sorry he got to you.

Saturday, 19 November 2011

he's dead

I found his body. He was lying off the side of the road not too far from the motel. I wouldn't have even seen him if I hadn't slipped and fallen.

I think I slipped on his blood. Blood on ice.

He was nowhere near the car. It looked like he'd been stumbling around with a blade in his neck before he fell. I think he must have bled to death. There was so much of it everywhere. My jeans are still soaked in it. And my shoes.

Daddy must have killed him. I know it was him.

Friday, 18 November 2011

If you're reading this

I know it's ann offchance, but Corbin, if you read this please call me? I'm starting to panic

Getting worried

Corbin's still not back. He hasn't picked up his phone, either... Starting to freak out.

Suuch a headache

Woke up with what feels like the migraine from HELL. No aspirin anywhere :( And Corby isn't around to fetch some for me, the jerk.

ANIMA