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In constant fear that monsters are waiting to take his daughter, an overprotective father shields her from most of the outside world.

This is not chapter one I couldn’t tell if there were three or four bodies this time. They were all smashed together like ripe..

My Routine & Kitchen Table It’s the next morning now. I know this because the sun has beamed itself through the window i..

A Side Note For You Don’t take this journal as something negative. Don’t feel sorry for me. Don‘t feel worried. I n..

A Truck Which Spills Blood “It is twenty eight degrees outside but the wind chill tonight will make it feel more along the..

I always need extra napkins. I wrote a poem once. It was about you. It wasn’t very good. She sat on the edge of a queen-si..

Chapter 45 “Sir?” I’m in a small general store just outside of town called Oat’s Wine and Spirit although I..

The Mystery Woman: (Or at least someone to talk to.) There were nights where I just sat back in my truck and faded away into the cold air,..

Epilogue of Blood and Bones I was losing more and more time now. Blacking out. “Help us!” Echoes from the back seat of ..

The Post Office is Where I Go. I write the last few words out in my journal, close it, and then scribble “To my darling ..