Entry 5
I didn't get much sleep because I had a lot of nightmares. Writing down what is happening to me does not help me to feel safer or better. It's actually useless too, but it keeps me busy for a certain part of my day.
I ate a little bit and had a little bit of water too. I don't want to run out of food or water because I am scared of going back out there. I will not go until I hear humans screaming.
I tried to play a bit with Casey today, making her a princess with pearls in her hair. Even though her body is missing, I still think she's pretty. Not like me. My hair is messy, my clothes are very dirty, and I smell bad.
I tried to get up and walk a little bit, but my ankle hurts a lot and I am limping. I think it happened when that crazy woman grabbed my foot.
I am going to keep hiding and wait for my ankle to get better.
I am trying to draw the monster that I saw yesterday through the shaft in the apartment.
There is basically another mouth with teeth in its mouth. The other mouth is like a tongue or something. I don't know if it had eyes or a nose. I haven't seen a whole monster, but I know it has feet, claws, and a tail.
It's black, all black. It drools. And the smell is disgusting. To me, they look strong. They can lift and kill a woman just with their tails, like Mom.
I miss her so much. No matter where she is, I hope she is not mad at me for not taking care of my hair. I hope she is proud of me for writing in my journal.
I hope Dad loves me and doesn't feel guilty because what happened isn't his fault. I don't know if the monsters can be hurt, but I hope they can die.
I imagine Timmy giving me his strength and courage every day. I guess that he is happy that I am surviving thanks to my "skills."
I'm tired of being sad today. I'm going to try to walk. With a bit of luck, it will crack and I will feel better like Dad was always doing with his back after a long day at work.
