*Based after Season 5 Episode 13*

October 5th, 2014

Journal Entry 1

It started on Labor Day, and it still continues today. I can't get out. I don't know if I want to. It's been three years, yet I'm still entrapped with -A. In Its works. In Its life. It was Mona who first came to me, offering up a deal that no 13-year-old could deny. A chance to simply bug my sister, to play pranks on her. I was so hopelessly näive I am almost embarrassed. I was there on Labor Day, even if no one could see me. I was there when Hanna was hit by the car, I was there whenever she was attacked by '-A'. Why? How? Because I was it. I was -A. Not for everyone, only for my sister.

It sounds psychotic. Why would I do such a thing? Bully my sister, harm her, destroy her? The question has already been answered.

Mona went fishing and she caught me. She got me hooked with the bait of getting relief of the years of pent up jealousy. Now my life revolves around -A. I wake up thinking of It. I go to sleep and dream of It. The worst part is, no one knows. My mother and my sister don't even know they are sleeping with the enemy.

I am my family`s enemy. I am the person Hanna wants to be dead, even if she doesn't know it.

And I don't know if I'll ever be able to forgive myself, to forgive myself for being obsessed with being a part of -A

I snapped out of my thoughts as a sharp knock sounded at my door. I slammed my journal shut and threw it under my bed, and jumped up to the door, swinging it open to find Hanna lazily texting someone on her phone."Dinners ready." She said shortly and then left.

It's funny how Hanna's "-A" was right in front of her. It's funny how she was talking to me. Her -A. I almost laughed.

Every liar had their own -A, just so that Big A, who's true identity I do not even know, doesn't have to do any work. It's quite smart. Big A chose people who had something against their Liar. Like me and Hanna. Emily's -A was hard to find, but Big -A ultimately went with her younger brother, Elijah. Her and Eli have a similar situation to Hanna and I's, except both siblings play sports. So it's a fight of who's better. Emily always won. Eli's skill at Ice Hockey, Basketball, and Boxing failed in comparison to Emily's swimming, and still does even though Emily can't swim any longer, which was an incident caused by Eli.

Aria's -A is Wesley Fitzgerald. Surprising to you, isn't it? Big A wasn't impressed with Wesley for actually interacting with his liar, but gave him a second chance. It's like the liar's are our pets. Wesley's situation is simple. He liked Aria, and Aria liked his older brother. That is why he makes Aria's life a living hell.

Spencer's -A is Wren. I'm sure you would know why.

Alison's -A is Big A itself. It's only fitting, really.

I sit down at the table, across from my mother and beside where Hanna will sit. I brush my light, think blonde hair behind my ear and gaze at the food with my uninterested brown eyes. Steak and salad. So boring. I eat in silence, as usual. I like to observe my families mood while we eat. I haven't sent any -A messages to Hanna lately so it can't be that bad. Mona's death and them actually believing Ali is A would be the only thing on her mind.

Hanna joined the table midway through my meal.

"How was your day Hanna?" Mother said.

"Good." Hanna said.

Someone's not very talkative today.

"How was your day Hayley."

Should I say the truth? I spent the day loathing myself for joining Mona's team and then staying when Big A took it over. Should I say I spent the day planning my next attack on my own sister.

"It was fine."

I stared at my food, which only had a few bites left.

"May I be excused?"

I left the table, dumping my remaining food in the garbage and felt my pocket vibrate.

Meet at the park in 20. Don't be late. Kisses -A

I would never dream of being late for Big A.

Racing upstairs, I stripped off my clothes and changed into my black -A suit. I looked into the mirror. I smirked at my appearance. My black hoodie made my blue eyes look black. Soulless. Heartless.

My blonde hair fell a few inches past my shoulders so I put it up in a thin, straight pony tail. I pulled my hood up, and went to leave through the window. I jumped two stories into a well-beaten bush at the bottom from my numerous sneak outs.

I knew I would have to torture my sister tonight. But I did it so I could get the thrill. I never get bored of sneaking out. It gives my heart extra beats.

I find my gun and bullets in its usual hiding spot, under the log in the backyard, as well as my black mask and leather gloves. I slipped them on; hiding in the shadows, so my family couldn't see me.

It made me feel energized. Like this is the only part of my life that makes me feel alive. That's not normal I thought, for a split second. I pushed it away and walked on, hiding in the shadows. I hate this but I love it so much.

Finally I entered the park, and saw immediately a larger black figure waiting by the swings.

Walking over, I have no idea who it is. You never do. -A set us up with partners sometimes to confuse the liars. This must be a time.

"Hello?" I call out, my voice rather shaky. I hope it's not Wren or Wesley, in the back of my mind I always felt a dull fear for them. I am relieved to see Elijah turn to face me, his brown eyes lighting up when he caught my gaze. We were always close, and we joined the game at the same time. The bad news is Eli still thinks -A is in the right and Emily is in the wrong. -A completely brainwashed him. I was under its spell for a very long time. In my darkest hours of depression, -A took advantage of me. I hated it for that.

I was about to speak when both our phones buzzed.

Hanna and Emily are at Emily's house. Corner them in and confuse them. -A

I felt my heart race quickened as it always did with the adrenaline I was about to receive. I glanced at Eli, who was grinning down at his phone. I felt sick to my stomach. He truly wants to hurt Em. I thought to myself. I shook the thoughts out of my mind as Eli started to walk in the direction of his house. I quickly caught up.

"Isn't your mom home?" I whispered to him, the thought of Pam Fields finding out her own son was destroying her daughter made my throat close up.

"No, she's out with a few friends tonight. Army wives get together or something." He grumbled out. I looked at him with sorry eyes, but he wasn't looking at me, he was focused on the route ahead.

I focused, planning out what we should do and then voicing it to Eli. "So we need a plan for this. I say I climb through the window, and you go through the front door. I'll go in first so they get scared by me then you sneak in and corner them off by the bedroom door. After that we just knock them out, by the brunt of my gun, and then carry them somewhere like the park. Freak 'em out a little."

Elijah calculated the plan in his mind, then nodded, his dark hair bouncing on his head. "Sounds good to me. "

We arrived at his house with little to no more talking. He seemed in a bad mood and I didn't want to push it. I could hear my sister's laughter from down below, where I was putting on my black mask/head covering. I felt the familiar pang of jealousy. I could be doing that with my friends if Mona hadn't dragged me into this game. I felt anger surge to my heart, burning in my chest. I used it as fuel as I went to the side of the Fields household and went to the electrical box hidden in a small shed. Without thinking twice I shut off their power.