secretdiary

Nov.18
Dear Diary,
     I do not feel safe anymore.
     My speaking out against Scubasteve has had dire consequences. He stalks me on the playground. He's spread lies about me. He's broke into my house and read my diary. That's why I'm starting this secret diary. No one will ever read this one. I will hide it where no one can find it.
     Scuba will not leave me alone. He's sent me three death threats already. I believe he is crazy enough to do it. I've tried calling Det. Hill, but his secretary said that he's out of town working on a case. I wish Hill was here. He could stop Steve.


AH

Nov. 19
Dear Diary.
     Scuba fired gunshots at my bedroom window this evening. There's no evidence that it was him. There were no witnesses. However, I know it was him. I tried to convince the police that Steve is insane, but they keep saying that there's nothing that they can do.
     Daddy said he'd buy me a gun tomorrow.
     Scuba isn't working alone either. Right after the police officers left I received a harassing phonecall.
     "You're dead meat bitch." the caller said. "We're gonna kill you. We might blow your head off in the hallway. We might poison your lunch. We might cut the brake line to your car. You'll never know how and when. You're dead."
     I recognized the voice. It was Steve's best friend, Decaprio. I started yelling at him and told him I knew who it was. He quickly hung up the phone.
    This can't go on for much longer. Something must be done. After I get that gun, if Steve or any of his flunkies come after me then I'll fill them full of lead. If they police can't stop him, I will.

AH

Nov. 21
Dear Diary,
     I need help.
     I'm hiding inside my bedroom closet.
     Steve and Dicpario have broken into the house.
     They're out there somewhere looking for me.
     Before I hid in the closet, I spied them coming up the stairs.
     Steve had a knife.
     God, please, please, don't let them find me. I can't die like this. I can't be hacked to death in my own home. Please send Det. Hill to rescue me. Hill can stop them.
     Oh my god...... they're in my bedroom now.
     Please....
     God, help me......

Dec. 1
Dear Diary,
     I'm leaving town.
     I'm stealing dad's car and getting the hell out of Sissyville. It is no longer safe for me here.
     Even though Scuba and Dicaprio have shot at my house and kidnapped me for a week, the police are still powerless to do anything.
     I don't know where I'm going. I don't care where I am going as long as I am far, far away from this place. I know happinesss is out there somewhere. I just have to find it.
    Here's to a fresh start.
    I pray that God watches over me on my journey.

AH

This was Audrey's last entry. She died in a car accident minutes later. Her brakes went out.