Masked

Chapter Fifteen Life As We Know It

I haven't really talked to the group in a while. The main reason is there's so much going on in everyone's life they never want to talk about it. I mean they say that they are fine and stuff like that, but I know that they're lying. Even Kassie and Jack. There's something going on between them. I see max sitting and reading something that looks weird and old. I wonder what it is.

"Hey Max!"

"Hey Allie!"

"What are you reading there?"

"Nothing. Just something that I found in the middle of the hallway."

"Really? Who would want to leave that in the hall?"

"Someone that really hated themselves and others. From what I have read of course. Can I read something to you? It's from the notebook or journal you could say."

"Sure go right ahead."

With that being said Max begins to read.

Date January 12, 2012. You are my only friend. The only true person that understands me and what I'm going through. Not even my real friends or twin brother. But as the years go by and as I think about it. I'm the only one that really understands what is going on with all of these murders lately. No one knows the truth. Not even me.

When I try to talk to my dad about it. All he says to me is that it's the damage I have. But it's not. I know who the real killer is and it's only a matter of life and death to kill what it is. The killer is....

"Who is it?"

"It doesn't say. It was blacked out with a black pen. I can't make out what it once was."

"Who's do you think this was? I mean who do you think would want to get rid of something that held so many secrets for someone to find and read it and know everything."

"I don't know who's it could be. But who's ever this notebook is needs a lot of help from his/her friends. Now more than ever."

With that being said Max said goodbye to me and walked away. This person seems to be someone Max knows. He just doesn't want me or anyone to know. I know a lot about his life more than the others. But this must be killing him. He knows who it is. I just hope he doesn't try and confront him/her.

When I got home from school. There was a package on my doorstep. It was addressed to me. I unlocked the door and carried the package inside. When I shut and locked the door. I opened the package. Inside the box was a mask. The mask was really dirty with some red paint or something like that. The mask was like a animal or like the scream killer mask. Who would send this to me? There was a note next to it. All it said was this is our life as we all know it. What the hell is that supposed to mean?