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Rated: 18+ · Book · Horror/Scary · #1531766
His hand steadied and began its descent. I squeezed my eyes shut-It’s now or never.
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#637872 added February 26, 2009 at 9:05pm
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March 5, 2007
I’m soooooooooo tired. I don’t feel like writing much tonight. It’s been a long day—what with staying up late last night, sleeping through a couple classes, talking to Josh on the PHONE for hours and hours and hours—BUT I absolutely adore him, so I don’t mind talking. <sigh> Anyway, the short of it: I’m glad it’s Friday.

Tomorrow is Saturday and I’m wanna catch up with Indy. I need a good excuse…Hhmmm…Oh well. I’m kinda not real excited about seeing him. He wasn’t at school today. It made me nervous. He’s a little strange.

I think he means well.

I think.

But we need to talk. About this whole thing. All those millions of questions need some answers.

But I don’t wanna. What if he turns back into the monster Indy?

What if he tries to kill me???

Eh. This is making my brain hurt. I hate speculating.

Anyway, I gotta tip-toe on eggshells. Indy is sensitive and I really don’t want this to blow up in my face.

Maybe if I can ease him into answering some questions, you know? Kinda…sweet talk him into some answers.

Whatever. I can figure this out at some other time. Like tomorrow. When I’m not dead. When I can think.

I’m too tired for thinking. I’m going to bed. Later.
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