Dear Journal

Ok, so I've lost Denny, the little shit, is gone I don't know where he is, ok Legolas, he's got to be here, somewhere, anywhere.

Come on bucket head show your self, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, SHIT, SHIT, I hate my life, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it.

I HATE MY LIFE!

Why me god, why me lord, why do you hate me so, why load, why, wait a minute, is that laughter I hear, it is, that shit he planed it.

Oh when I find that little shit, I'm gona kill him, and hurt him, and I shall kill you all.

Denny, I have to find the kid before his parents get home, wait a minute, is that, yes it is.

NIGHT JOURNAL for real this time, I found him.

LATER.