Dear Paper...
I'm amazingly scared right now. There's a dog passing through the halls, with a little scary underling/lacky following him. They're really scary...
The little dog keeps calling him Scissors. He's the freakiest.
I have Moon standing outside the door to protect me, 'cause he's pretty strong, despite him being a pacifist. He won't fight them, but he sure will protect me. He said he'll just block them, not hurt them. Moon wouldn't hurt a fly. Literally. I saw him catch a fly that was drowning in the pool and hold it up and watch it fly away. Isn't he adorable?
Holy smack. Thumping on my door. And it's hard, not Moon's type of hard, like, this is the "i'm coming in," knocking. Uh-oh.
Well, I guess I should open up the door.
If I die, and somebody finds this journal, tell Father and Mom that I loved them dearly.
-Angela
I'm amazingly scared right now. There's a dog passing through the halls, with a little scary underling/lacky following him. They're really scary...
The little dog keeps calling him Scissors. He's the freakiest.
I have Moon standing outside the door to protect me, 'cause he's pretty strong, despite him being a pacifist. He won't fight them, but he sure will protect me. He said he'll just block them, not hurt them. Moon wouldn't hurt a fly. Literally. I saw him catch a fly that was drowning in the pool and hold it up and watch it fly away. Isn't he adorable?
Holy smack. Thumping on my door. And it's hard, not Moon's type of hard, like, this is the "i'm coming in," knocking. Uh-oh.
Well, I guess I should open up the door.
If I die, and somebody finds this journal, tell Father and Mom that I loved them dearly.
-Angela








