December 1st, 1999
5:00p.m.
The nice lady and man let me stay with them. I call the lady mommy..but the man..I call him John.
Georgie told me to put some blue pills into his drink, a bunch of them.
So I do. He slowly..passes out. Mommy cries. I cry too, because Georgie told me too.
The white and red truck comes and picks John up.
Mommy goes too, as Kylie, my sissy, watches me. She cries too. Georgie tells me not to tell Kylie I did it.
YOU ARE READING
Being different is okay
ParanormalSometimes, my "imaginary" friend tells me to do bad things.
