28. DIARY ENTRY #3

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Wednesday, October 9th

Dear Diary,

At this point I'm pretty sure I can get these idiots to do whatever I want. And that's a good thing. I want them to be so utterly terrified of me to the point where if they even think about crossing me they'll piss themselves.

The way things went down at the school is crazy. I can only imagine how poor little Rome is feeling with the revelation that his mother belongs in the goddamn psyche ward.

His family is so screwed up. Cheating father, gay brother that was in love with him, and a murderous mom.

Quite the dysfunctional family.

I guess a lot of this is technically my fault for putting them in these positions, but honestly I'm just the one bringing the secrets to light. When you think about it, am I really doing that bad of a thing? Don't people deserve to know the truth? Isn't the saying "The truth shall set you free"? So I'm not a bad person. Not really.

Then again, I did kill a girl so I digress.

I wish I was dealing with more clever people, though. Sucks for them that it isn't over. There's quite a bit of fun left to have. Fun for me, at least.

At any rate, it's time to keep this ball rolling. After all, I've picked up on a new forbidden love scenario in town.

To think that Samara was supposedly Sidney's best friend.

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