A/N: This is a sequal to Believe it Or Not. You should probably read that one first. Please review!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything...

I guess you could say that suicide runs in the family. I'm the only one that hasn't killed myself out of me, my sister, and my brother. I don't know, I'm not a fucking doctor or whatever. My sister, Katelyn, killed herself last year. She was abused by my father and brother. I never knew anything until it was too late. Cassidy, decided to jump off a roof a few months ago, I won't miss him. . . not after what he did to Katelyn

Now here I am, I'm drunk, lonely, and not feeling so well. I guess this is collage life for me. I can't believe I even got into collage, the last year, I barely passed any of my classes. I found my sister's diary the other day, so I figured I should start one. Hers wasn't very long, and with the way I'm going, I don't think mine will be either.

Here I am, Dick Casablancas, Collage freshman, and totally wasted as I'm writing this. I'm sorry Katelyn, but you mean too much to me.

I know I'm not going to heaven, if there is such a thing, I'm too fucked up, I'd probably just corrupt every other soul in heaven.

I was just reading the second entry in my sisters diary, she said that I knew she was fucked up, and the answer is that yes, I did. But I had no idea that she was that depressed. I guess you could say that I was an idiot . . . Well I still am.

I think maybe I'll try and make up with Logan, I kinda blamed him for Katelyn's death, even though I know that it's not his fault, she was a good actress. I got kicked out of student housing, something about breaking too many rules or something. I'll write again, I think . . . I'm not sure about anything anymore.