Fear, guilt, remorse. These are all the things that I am feeling right now. There has been another murder and the FBI are doing nothing. My kids! What happened to my kids? The guilt is coming back now. What did I do to deserve these feelings? I don't know what to do with the kids I have left. I had to do it.
They are coming out of the building now and they are accompanied by a short blond woman, a tall brunette, a tall dark haired man and a dark skinned bald man. Spencer looks so grown up looking after his sister. I'm not happy with what I have done but I had to do it. I had to do what I couldn't do the first time. I messed up with them, I am not messing up with these ones. I drive off with two kids in the back.
But they won't shut up. I've told what happens to them if they didn't shut up. I have had so many children and I've killed so many children because they won't shut up. If they just shut up I wouldn't have to kill them but I have no choice. They would bring too much attention to me if they are screaming all the time. When I get home they have stopped screaming because they know what would happen if they were to keep screaming. They are asleep now.
