Wednesday, November 01, 2006

By The By...

I'm gonna write my poem for the poetry contest on the plane. Everyone else, get to work! We need to sabotage this contest to prove to Miss Corinn we're still out here.

I'm Scared

This morning when I woke up there was a message scrawled in blood on my wall. It said "We're coming for you." I just know it was from the Coven. I just know they're going to come kill me... they know I know about them.

I'm terrified that they're going to hurt my family more. They've already done enough. Why can't they leave me alone?

I've made up my mind. Frank, I'm coming to Pennsylvania. And I'm forcing my parents to stay with relatives until this whole conspiracy blows over.

EDIT: I just managed to get a plane ticket to Scranton, PA. I leave at 3:00 here and I get to PA at 10:00 at night... we have a connection somewhere. I don't know and I don't really care... as long as I get far away from the witches. Frank, I'm coming.