She never really knew her dad! Now she will...MWAHAHAHA!! I'm bored, so, MORE STORY!!
Dear L.R.B.,
So, here I am, chained up in my dad's basement. Well, now I know who he is! His name is Norman Craig. He has two first names, even though the second one is his last name. At first, I wondered why Mom's last name wasn't Craig, when I found out he was my real dad. I'm totally freaked out right now. I'll tell you what happened from when I last wrote:
Kasey flung the closet/cabinet/cupboard(whatever the stinking thing was!)door open and grabbed me by neck. He tossed me on the floor and kicked me around a little bit, then tossed me over to Norman. I got thrown in a trunk, driven to Norman's house, and thrown down the stairs into the basement. Norman clapped some chains on my back legs, along with a ball and chain for extra measure. He tapped my mouth shut so tight that I can't get it off, no matter how hard I try. And that's how it happened. He let me keep you, Little Red Book, because he said that it would be good for me to write about my final days. What's that supposed to mean? Gotta go, here he comes!
~Lovie~
To whomever picks this book up,
Give me twenty thousand dollars and a new car, and you can have this loud-mouthed brat back. I'm sick of hearing her whimper through the tape all the time!