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Dear Sarah,  Midterms are a bitch!  I should be studying but, oh hell, I can’t help it. I am in such a good mood nothing can bring me down.  Even the unfairness of Social Psychology being taught by a sociologist isn’t pissing me off. Professor Frazier is a silly, little man.  Doesn’t he know none of us care about his …

I honestly believe I’m becoming insane. Jesus, where do I even begin? With everything that’s going on right now in my classes, this whole “reappearance” of Sammy has my mind splayed to the four corners of the globe. I mean, what the hell am I supposed to think or do in a situation like this? Shelly hangs on her every …

Dear Sarah, I am still confused by everything and things just keep getting more complicated.  The more time Sammy’s around me, the more I feel like I’m losing control.  There was a time when I would have done just about anything for or with her. Not now. Don’t get me wrong, she can’t control me like normal boys.  My mom …

Journal Entry – Number 6 Ok, I don’t even know what to say about this past week. I may sound like I’m rambling( or perhaps even sobbing) as I write this, so bear with me… I’ve been seeing Shelly for quite a while now, almost a whole year. I’ve always suspected her of being different, but that’s part of why …

Dear Sarah, I know I haven’t been keeping you up to date lately; I know that.  But so much has been going on that I don’t even know where to begin or what’s going on, exactly, or more importantly, how I feel about it.  It seems everything in my life just confuses the hell out of me lately always! Oh, …

Journal Entry – May 24th Ok, today was another hard to explain type of weird day. It was awesome all the same, but still weird. Shelly and I were studying, under the old oak tree as usual, when Tim showed up; like a cockroach dropping out of the box  into your last bowl of cereal. I’m pretty sure that jerk …

Dear Sarah, Damn it!  I am soooo pissed off I’m shaking! Tim, that utter waste of space, doesn’t know how lucky he is to be alive, let alone still have his dick. That bastard struck again. Only this time, I was caught off guard. Probably the pervading smell of booze masked his stench but I didn’t realize he was even close until he was there. By …

Journal Entry – May 21st I have no idea what the hell’s going on, but I believe I may be cursed with the worst luck ever. I never get to have my say before things get out of hand and sideways; keeping me from having a real conversation with Shelly. It really sucks too, because this is something I need …

Dear Sarah, Do you remember when we were in high school, I used to sneak out late and go to those killer parties in the Bottoms? I know, I shouldn’t have been there but I couldn’t help it. What’s the point of being young and full of life if you can’t enjoy it, right?  I mean, what could happen anyways?  I can smell evil a …

Journal Entry – May 18th I would have imagined I’d be writing about confronting Shelly and how she told me everything but, instead, the weirdest thing happened. We were sitting under that tree, the one that’s just off the school grounds, and I decided it was time to tell her I knew something was up and ask her to come …