Chapter 4

Dear Diary,

Me again, well you'd never believe the things I've seen. The things I've been through since my last entry. I'm starting to see how cruel and ruthless the world really is. Growing up, my mother always told me that the world was a scary place, I guess I never ventured a thought to her words. Oh my mother, she doesn't even know what I've done. She has no idea that her little darling is now a murderer. What have I gotten myself into? First, I volunteer my life to this place, and now not only am I a cold-blooded killer, but now Ander?

Oh right, Diary, Ander is here. He's here. Like in the cabin less than 100 yards away from mine. The last time I saw him was two years ago. Crazy. Crazy. Crazy. I still love him, you know. I can't stop staring at him sometimes, like some creepy little stalker freak. And like an even more obsessive creepy stalker freak, I blurted my story to Noeh. I mean, he's my best friend here, and if I trust anyone it would be him. But I doubt Ander's walking around telling people how he feels. If he even feels anything.

I'm changing the subject, I can hardly handle myself right now, not to mention what I'm putting you through. Want to know something odd about this place? There's an empty stables. Why have such a beautiful building without at least putting pictures inside. But no, that place is so dead I don't even think there are mice. And apparently, that is a lot to say for a barn. You know diary, I'm starting to get suspicious about this place. On top of the above list of horrors I have dealt with here are some more issues.

-The showers are in the commons and there are two rooms of three showers, but the doors don't lock.

-The siren didn't go off today which is terrifying, but at least we got food delivered.

UGH! Diary, the boys are coming. I promise I will write again before I die. Actually, maybe I can't promise that I will but I promise that I'll try!

Sincerely,

Beth