KaitlynCarmichael

Dear Elvira,    By the time you read this, it'll be too late. I sound really dramatic, don't I? I know that I'm not cut out to be a pasta, I'm too frail and weak...I'm too human. I'm leaving tonight...I hope you can forgive me. I don't belong here, I never have. Even Mom says so...Dad tries to pretend like everything's okay, but I know it's not. I see the way people look at me, I can hear them whisper about me...I can't do it anymore, so I'm leaving. Don't try to find me...I love you, forever. Love, Kitty

November 4th 2010 Entry 14 I was all alone today, until around lunchtime when I got a visitor. It was the girl. A tattoo on my mother's wrist flashed into my mind. Lucinda. Yeah...That's her name. We where identical. Down to every last freckle. Just like our mother. She was beautiful. I wondered if Mama looked like us when she was our age. I thought about my mother's face. Sunken in eyes, greasy, dead, hair. The smell of smoke. For now, I gotta go. I need to think about today's events, alone. Goodnight...This may be the last time I write in here for a while...I'm sorry...It's just that, Daniels's talking about wanting to read 'his little sl

November 3rd 2010 Entry 13 It's around two in the afternoon now, I'm curled up in my bed...Daniels did it again...This time, he was rougher...He handcuffed me to the bed...He hit me multiple times, and then he stuffed my panties in my mouth when they were off. He's getting some coffee for us now...I don't know what to do...He's got a gun. I can't very well tell him to knock it off without getting a bullet in my chest...Daniels was once really sweet, now...Now he's a monster...Looks like I'm all alone here...