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May 20, 1985
A knife came through my window yesterday. I did not touch it. What if it's a trap? Voices told me it's my time to die but I don't want to. I MUST FIND HER. her. her…her I need to find my love. When it hits 11:00 pm I grab my flashlight and dash out the door. I walk through the woods finding the cage that I saw last time in my dream. I open the cage door and look inside. Her… my. My love lying motionless in the dog cage. “We told you to wait.” “You should have listened to us, you poor, poor child.” The voices seemed louder than ever.scream as my head starts to throb as a bullet goes towards my head. ---Splat--- blood goes everywhere as his body hits the ground.