Evidence

Omega

Manson got up really early, and I got up with him. First thing I tried was to get in his suit case. I snuck into his room while he was in the shower and stuffed myself in his giant suit case. Surprisingly, I fit and everything smelled really nice and it was warm. This would have worked except for some reason Manson forgot to pack socks and had to open up his suitcase and he found me. He was also naked and wet. I blushed and hurried out of his room before he could say anything. I could tell by his expression that he wasn't very happy with me. Second, when he was packing the car, I hopped in and hid behind a bag. That way, he'd have to miss his flight to deal with me and then there'd be no point in making me stay home. But, about a block away from home, I had the sudden urge to sneeze. I tried to scratch the itch like they do in cartoons, but that doesn't work and I sneezed. I felt the car pull over. Manson came around to the trunk and pulled me out. He was very surprised to see me.

"Leonore,"

"Yes?" I asked.

"What are you doing here?"

"Going to the airport with you," I said, innocently.

"Nice try," then the driver turned around and drove me home after dropping Manson at the airport. So, I was mad, so mad that I refused to leave the limo until he agreed to take me to LAX airport so that I could get a ticket to New York. After an hour of this, Dita and Pogo finally dragged me out of the car and Pogo dragged me up the stairs to my room.

It's been a day since Manson left, and I can't stand to live with Dita and Lily any longer. Dita thought that it would be a good idea to invite Lily over, to entertain me and get my mind off of Manson. WELL IT WASN'T! So, tonight I'm going to run away and find Manson myself. I know it's risky, but I feel like slitting my wrists right now.

FF to midnight:

I packed a bag full of my favorite things;my dresses and shoes that Manson bought me, my Lenore comics, Mini-Manson, that a fan was nice enough to make for me, the bat bracelet that Manson gave me for my birthday, my ipod, and a picture that Manson drew of me when I was missing.I folded the picture up and stuck it in "Noogies" so that it wouldn't get lost. Then, I scooted down the stairs on my ass. Maybe, they shouldn't have moved my room to the second floor if they didn't want me to escape. Then, I unlocked the door and ran across the yard. I didn't know where I was going, so I mapquested LAX airport and stole enough money from Dita's savings box to buy a plane ticket. But, now I can't read the map in the dark. Then, I remembered that I also had a flashlight in my backpack. And, maybe I should have brought money for food...oh well I won't eat until I find Manson. So, I got out my flashlight and followed the streets that it told me to. I walked forever and I began to get tired, but then I told myself that I had to reach Manson. So, I started thinking about what I would do when I got to New York, then I realized that I forgot my cellphone! I couldn't call him. But, then if I would have brought my cell phone, Dita could have tracked me down. So, I continued walking and decided that I would ask someone to borrow their phone.

The sun started rising, and I still had a few miles to go. I kept walking, ignoring my heavy eyes and empty stomach. After crossing a street, I checked my map, one more direction to go.

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I woke up laying in a bed,NO! How did I end up here? I looked around and noticed that it was Manson's room. Um...oh no! Dita found me, was my first thought. But, then I saw Manson standing in the corner. But, it wasn't my Manson. He had long black hair with red highlights, prostetic breasts popping out from under his white spandex top that was unbuttoned. And,he was much younger. Oddly enough, he also had 6 fingers like Omega on the cover of "Mechanical Animals". He smiled at me when he noticed that I was awake.