July 25

Entry # 3:

Cutting and slitting my forearms isn't enough anymore. I did it again today, but the voices weren't quiet for long. DAMN IT ALL TO HELL! All I want is for everyone in my head to be quiet!

Anyway, since cutting didn't keep the voices shut for long, I did the only logical thing: I cut even more. I cut my legs and thighs, mu abdomen and chest on top of the cuts I had done to my forearms in the morning. Ah, relieve! I felt so much better after doing that! Seventy two slashes plus the 24 from the 20th. Once again, the crimson red liquid poured out of me and calmed the demons and voices in my head.

It's paradise. No voices to disturb or torment me during the day; They bother enough during the night, in my dreams. They still repeat the events of the past two years over and over again, featuring the soundtrack with such hits as "Yells of the Potter's before death struck", "Voldemort's laughter", "Thud of dead bodies dropping" and "Wails of Baby Harry" by Lord Voldemort.

HAHAHAHA! I guess I needed that. It wasn't right though. It's the dreams, they're driving me insane! No matter how hard I try to wake up from the nightmares, I can't; The voices won't let me wake up. They like tormenting me.

And I deserve it; I killed them all.

Harry James Potter Evans