MURDERLAND (SOON TO BE PUBLISHED UNDER DESTINY PEN PUBLISHING)

Epilogue Part 1: Diary

Her diary

Dear Diary,
My mommy and daddy are fighting again. I want to cry and cry until I can't cry anymore but If I cry, they will get angry at me and lock me up in the attic.

Dear Diary,
I'm sad again, they never stopped fighting and now my daddy left us.

Dear Diary,
Daddy is dead.

Dear Diary,
I killed my cat out of frustration and now I'm sad. I lost my cat!

Dear Diary,
Mommy wants to kill herself, what should I do? Should I kill her so that she will never abandon me? But I don't want her to be dead!

Dear Diary,
I'm crying right now, I'm scared. I snuck out and went to where my daddy loves to go when he is tired and bored.

Dear Diary,
I almost forgot about you, Diary, but I saw Daddy's diary and it says it all. Now I know Daddy's secret.

Dear Diary,
It's been a year since I opened up to you and now I'm 20. I want to try something like I always do when I'm sad and angry. I'm gonna kill people.

Dear Diary,
I killed people and now I'm a serial killer. I don't know what to say! I feel light and refreshed whenever I kill and when my white dress gets stained by my victim's blood.

Dear Diary,
Fuck, White Rabbit. How could he do that!? He got my spot! I can't kill now! The fuck is wrong with him? Be original, dude!

Dear Diary,
I never thought that White Killer is not that hard to kill. He's just a boy who loves me, loves to imitate me. He had just always been a fan. I felt the thrill coming down my spine. I like to play, I want to get to know him before killing him.

Dear Diary,
Am I a bad friend? I killed my best friend's boyfriend because he was cheating on her but I don't feel guilty at all. He's a trash anyway.

Dear Diary,
I visited Dad's cabin in the Hoax Forest and I have a plan to kill the White Rabbit. I mean, I'll make White Rabbit and Killer disappear with his help. I have White Rabbit's phone number, so I just need to text him since I know he knows that I am the real killer and he would love to meet me. He didn't even kill for a month.

How did I know that he knows? He tell me in the bar, did he think I didn't catch that up? I know he know me, that's why he wants to meet me.

Dear Diary,
Rabbit and I had an agreement: I'll make him look like my father. Sorry, Father, for using you, but I need to. He agreed but I need to fucking kiss him on the lips for 5 fucking minutes. I don't even know why, but I agreed. He met me while I'm dressing as my father — but in an old state because I need him to feel disgusted by kissing an old man so we couldn't make it for five minutes. But that runt didn't even care and we literally kissed for five fucking minutes. I also gave him a bunch of knives that I used to kill people with which he cherished a lot. I need to do that since I'm never gonna use those again and so I can really know that he will never kill people. Also, I already have so many of those since my mother loves to carve knives.

Dear Diary,
My plan was successful. They thought my dad was alive.

Dear Diary,
I gave them the plan that I did for a week. I actually did a lot of work. I put flammable material in the abandoned building. I needed to give White Rabbit a second kiss just to be Dad and do a lot of shit. It's super tiring and I thought I would break my spine in this work, but I hope it will turn out good. One week to go and I will execute the plan!

Dear Diary,
River is dead. I killed my second dad! HE IS DEAD! What did I do?! I lost him, I never thought of that!

Dear Diary,
This is the last time I'm going to write my story here. And I hope this is the last time. I want to change. Because I found him. I found Reservoir. I want to feel happy — the real definition of happiness, not the happiness that I felt whenever I kill people or not because I just felt thrilled.