Diary,
Hey. Toby didn't come like he said he would. Well, not into my house anyway.
I heard there was a break in nearby. S/He left trails of cocaine. Definitely Toby. He can't turn his life back around anymore. Neither can I.
In other news, mom got me a pet hamster today. I named it Bloodbles. Mom told me not to name it that so I told her it's name would be Susan. But of course it's Bloodbles. 'Cause I realized she coughs up small bubbles of blood sometimes.
I clean it up immediately; I don't want mom to find out. I collect the hamster blood balls in a small tube. What can I say? I like the colour. The gooey-ness makes it a great temporary nail polish.
She may be coughing it up because I put drips of nail polish in her water so it's insides would be fabulous like me. I like to see it suddenly jerk up and roll on the floor like crazy.
It's hilarious.
But let's not get too deep into that shall we.
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Diary Of a Future Serial Killer
General FictionVanessa Hopkins started out just like any other 11 year old girl. She was excited for the future, and full of happiness. She was innocent and kind, until one day Ashley came along. Ashley bullied her, causing Vanessa to change. She became dangerous...
