Riley Jenna
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These days I can't help but to feel like there are a pair of eyes watching my every move. Every year. Every Month. Every Week. Every Day. Every Hour. Every Half Hour. Every Minute. And Every second. I feel insecure that I'm alone...maybe like there is some sort of spirit is everywhere I am.
And I can't help but to think it's Kelsea Banks...or maybe even Casey.
We wronged them both.
We wronged them both.
Bing!
My phone lights up. One New Message sent from an unknown number. I learned a while ago that this won't stop by simply ignoring it. That's how Casey 'died'. Yours Truly left their mark by burning the Valentine house that has just been fixed up nearly seven months ago. So far nobody has moved in and I hope it stays that way.
You look...down...what's wrong? Casey on the mind? You're imagining how her family and friends feel with no closure on wheater or not she is dead or alive. Feeling guilty for what you did to that poor innocent girl...Kelsea Banks...who you girl took away from her family and friends who are just wondering why their Kelsea would do such a thing as to commit "suicide." Or maybe...just maybe...you're plotting your next lie.
~Yours Truly
P.S- (Picture) I believe this is you.
I guess bitches just don't stop being bitches.
BWAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAA!!!!
