The final chapter! But first, acknowledgements!
Thank you J. B. Priestly for writing this obviously!
Thanks to my English teacher for making me read the book!
The cover is of Tom Holland, my boy, because I liked the picture.
Anddd yea, here's the ending note!
And I have been delaying this moment for too long.
I will no longer continue this diary. Why? I am writing this whole case like it's a story. It not. This is real life. People are dead, dying, and will die if this continues. No, it isn't a silly little diary story any more. I- we- have to fight it, or it'll all end. I don't know what'll end, but it can't be good. Probably it'll end with bullets and tears and screams and fire and blood and anguish and more.
So for the last time, Charles Brunswick.
As terrible as it was, I hope you enjoyed it.
I'd like to thank my English teacher and AQA for making me read An Inspector Calls. Well, maybe not AQA because these GCSEs are too stressful. But, yes, thank you to my English teacher, and Priestly for writing the text.
What happens to Gerald is now up to you.
Yes I'm doing a J. B. Priestly, deal with it.
