The Stalker's Journal

Entry 4

I was watching the news this morning.

Apperently the body of the boy with black hair was found...the only thing that they know so far was that his head was smashed in by something. And I know exactly what that something was.

There was a broken headstone and I used a piece of the granite that fell from it.

I started laughing after I saw the news.

My mother looked at me weird when she heard me. I think she thinks I need help.

But the only thing I need help with is getting the girl to love me.

I went over to her house today. I saw her through the living room window. The news was on.

It looked like she was crying. I wonder why.

She turned around while I was starring at her, her eyes widened and I think she gasped. I smiled. Her eyes were so pretty.

She picked up her phone after that so I ran off.

Maybe she was calling the cops.

But I don't care much about that. I stopped after a mile. And I started laughing... why was I laughing though... I don't know why I was laughing.

Maybe I do need help.

No... I don't been help.

...Ahh...I'm scared... why am I so scared... what if... what if I'm caught... I don't want to be caught...

I broke down after that. I don't want to be caught... I'm so scared... I can't go to jail... not yet... not until she loves me... not until Anna loves me...