14 June 3:45PM

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Ashley was still here and Bobby didn't like it at all. He didn't like me talking to other kids. He wanted to be my only friend.

So while daddy was talking to us and asking how we were getting along, Bobby kept trying to figure out how to get rid of him.

Pretend to be sick so that Ashley was forced to go home? No, because daddy might have him come over again when he was better. It had to be something that would make him stay away permanently.

So Bobby told me to do the only logical thing.

Kill him.

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