21/08/1994
I really don't like going outside
I mean it's horrible...
People...socialising...
Disgusting.
But the puppet strings leave me no choice.
It's like I'm forced to move.
I mean, that is exactly what it is.
I can't even move my arms properly.
It's him. He always controls us.
What?
Obviously there's more of us-
Oh, and if we don't obey?
We die.
A cold blooded death.
Hannah died by getting tortured and beat till the cuts became so deep she bled out...
We were forced to watch of course.
He has no mercy. No sympathy.
He's nothing but an arrogant prick.
Oh no, he's coming back I have to go...
See you next time diary. Or maybe not.
Whatever the strings pick...
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