2009, July 31.

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Diary,

This is it.

I can't do it anymore. I got the rope ready on the tree.

I'm prepared for what's to come.

Don't worry Diary, I made a call to the police saying that a baby was found in the mountain, and gave them the location just before the phone died. I'm going to place you near Emily's basket, so the world will know what they crave to know.

I'm standing on the loose rock under the tree branch now, and just slipped the rope around my neck. All I need to do now is kick the rock away and throw you near Emily.

Boy, I feel the adrenaline everywhere. It feels amazing. Leaving the world with the feeling that corrupted me in the first place. Leaving a world where no one is going to miss me. Leaving with a clean end.

I'm going to take a deep breath and throw you okay?

On the count of three; One, Two, Three.

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