Disclaimer: See chapter1.
Hi everyone. I was trying so hard to update yesterday but when you've got edge internet from a cell phone network who can't keep their promises, you have no choice but to make do with what you get from them. So here's chapter six. Enjoy.
Dear diary.
15 June 2066
The day after I took my frustrations out on my friend, she had messaged me back and told me that she didn't want me to say sorry, that she's glad I took it out in her messages. For a few days now I've talked to her and when she asked me how I was doing I would tell her. Not once did she snap or tell me that I'm an idiot. Not once did she make me feel bad. She doesn't even laugh at me. She didn't even laugh when I told her of a dream I had. Where did I find her?
Father had called the doctor again to get an appointment for me. It would be in August that I would have to go to the mainland. Just wonderful. So now I have to ride this emotional rollercoaster for another month and a half. I fear that I may not last that long. Sooner or later someone is going to find me broken down somewhere. What about my friend? How much can she take before she to breaks down? I can't keep on yelling at her, it's not her fault. She didn't cause my eyes to do this did she?
I don't want them to see me when I do break. I don't know how they would react. I mean when Gordon was really down in his self pity hole he had tried to ask us to let him go. I remember the look on everyone's faces. I remember holding him and yelling at him to snap out of it, after which I had held him as we both cried. He never thought down that line ever again and he had promised me that if I ever go down the thought track he had taken he would make dam sure that I know his other side.
I know he's watching me and I have a feeling that pretty soon he's going to come into my room. So I've changed the code on my door and also disabled the override. If Virgil or Father ever finds that out I'm doomed. They all would kill me, take turns to take me apart piece by painfully piece and then lock me in the sickroom and watch me with laser eyes.