Chapter 5

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I still sit next to my dad his dead body. My mom came in one minute ago. I sit here for 2 Hours. She called the police but I stil look at the name.... 'Emily Carter' What the hell is this. Is this a sick joke! This cant be real...

Before I know the police is here... I can cry.. But there are no tears. I am shockt about the fact that my dad died... And I don't understand his last words we never really thought about a god... Why... wait.. The police takes his body and says that I should calm down. My dad just died how the hell should I calm down! 

After a while I decide to read the diary... That will calm me down... I hope.

Dear diary 12-05-1878

 I found a small  House and I use it as a shelter... It  is old and made from wood. It is big enough to live in... I think god gave me a second chance and I won't ruin it. God I thank you for a chance to live again. Thanks for this opportunity... 

God I thank you for a new chance...

Emily Carter


Dear diary 23-05-1878

I heard that people that they found the dead body... They know he is murdered. I know that they will find out it's me... I was the one that lived with him I am the only one that was there that night. If they can't prove it they will blame me anyway.... Just like they did with my mom only she wasn't guilty. I never told it I never told people the truth I was there when my dad died.... I saw how a crazy man killed my dad. He just walked in our house and cut my dad his throat in front of me... I saw how he died I stayed with him thinking of his last words. "God will keep you safe"  I will never forget the face of my dad the dead body the blood... I was just 6 years old.. 

Dear god why did he killed my father he was a good man... 

Emily Carter

History is repeating..... My dad died and my mom will soon...

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