Chapter 9

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Dear Diary, If you find this I may be dead!

It's so cold; I have somehow released a demon. I found myself in my room but the walls were stained with blood. My Diary is stained with bloody hand prints and worst of all, I am covered in blood. The remains of my parents are sprawlled over the house. Their guts are mangled in the bath, their heats decapertated and laying on the kitchen table. I don't think I will ever recover. 

I called the police, they think that I did it. I didn't kill my parents I love my parents. They were the best parents anyone could wish for.

I didn't do anything. I told them everything. They want me to see a doctor to confirm my innocents. They know I have scizophenia. I am innocent, I know i could never do this to the only people who were their for me, Jimmy did this. I know he did. He wants to ruin my life. Why does he want to ruin my life?

My parents are dead. I have nothing left; who am I going to turn to? My life is ruined.

Frankey


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