Entry nine: Poison

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So, final post for tonight. Still short but do not despair. The chapters should start to get longer & more focused after this.

Anyway, enjoy and let me know what you think C:

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Entry nine:

Poison. So what exactly did you put in my coffee? I just reread my last entry, and it did not make much sense. Also, my voices would never disappear just because I asked them to and I haven’t heard them since. I know I get very annoyed at them sometimes, but this past day has seemed way too quiet. I’ve had to play my iPod really loudly nonstop just so I wouldn’t start freaking out.

I really hope you did not drug me. If I find out you did, I will freak out on you and it won’t be pretty. You know I wanted to keep my treatment all-natural! I just can’t believe you would do something like that to me. You had better have a good explanation buddy.

Dexter’s Third Response:

I swear I didn’t spike your coffee. Honest! I would never make you do something you didn’t want to do. Now that I think about it though, didn’t Dr. Tom Logan Heirsing give you a glass of water during the appointment?

Since it seems you really may have taken some antidepressants or whatever, how do you feel? I’ve noticed the fact that you were maundering a bit yesterday, but besides the lack of voices, and the emptiness inside your head, do you find it easier to focus? Is everything just a little underwhelming? Or are you feeling some kind of negative side-effects?

As for Nadia; she wishes. I told her I’m not really interested but I guess she – or someone who was watching us in the library ignored that and started this rumour. I do hope you’ll disregard it.

And lastly - though it’s certainly not the least – I think Marny’s last story was great. I could really imagine that becoming a full book. Maybe you could use it as your next NaNoWriMo novel idea? I know I’d read it. If not, then I think you should polish it up and send it to get published somewhere…if you would like, I’d be happy to edit for you. I still don’t know what my novel will be about this year. I guess last year’s was okay, but hopefully this year’s will be even better.

So I hope this was a good enough response and I look forward to reading more of your thoughts in the future.

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