DIARYYYY,
I'M SO HIGH UP IN THE SKY I'M FLYING YAAAAA OH GOD NO A PLANE ALMOST SLASHED ME I'M SO HAPPY THOUGH I CAN DO ANYTHING I CAN BLAST IT WITH MY LASER EYES POW POW IT IS DEAD OH LOOK ITS TOBY HEY TOBY OH NO HE'S FALLING BUT ITS OK I'LL SAVE HIM WITH MY PET CLOUD WHOOSH HE IS OK NOW WE ARE LAUGHING TOGETHER AND KISSING MUWAH! ITS SO GREAT IM FLYING WITH TOBY WEE WEEEEE!!! WAIT. CAN OUR BELLYBUTTONS HEAR US?
Crap. What did I write. I was high okay? Don't judge. Yes, I was smoking joints with Toby. We're good mates now. He's with me almost all the time. My mom thinks he's my boyfriend but no, we are in fact just smoking buddies.
Toby is more insane than me now. He doesn't care about the kills. He's a complete madman. He's high all the time, constantly stealing, and is always asking for more. He has no feelings. At least I still do.
I buried Bloodbles in my backyard, and painted RIP with blood polish on a stone. Blood polish made with her blood. Hope she's happy. See, I feel.
Ugh, I feel gross, maybe I'll go smoke another.
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Diary Of a Future Serial Killer
Ficção GeralVanessa 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...
