Chapter 11

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Dear Diary

It has been a week and a half since my parents were brutally murdered. 

I was allowed back home. It is a mess, there is broken bottles, cups and plates all over the kitchen. Blood in most of the rooms, the remains of my parents have been removed but the evidence of the slaughter still remains. 

I tried to clean the blood up, but there is just so much of it. I can't sleep. There has been banging on the doors and clawing at the windows through the nights since i came back, so i boarded up the windows to block out the demons. I miss my mum and dad. I still need them, I am an adult but I still need them. 

I know Jimmy killed them. I will be next but he wants me to do something for him. I don't want to. Jimmy is evil. The banging on the windows didn't stop stop. I know he is trying to taunt me. I cover up my ears to try block out the sound and I shout out for him to leave me alone.

I'm tired.

Frankey


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