JUNE 7 – THURSDAY
I met a really nice girl today. She looks so kind and innocent. She’s your regular all-American girl – blonde hair, blue eyes and all that. Spending time with her was really fun. The only thing we did was watch the skies and the trees and take pictures of them. Well, she watched the skies and the trees. I watched her watch them. But that was enough for me, just being with her. It all went well. The only weird thing was, she just got up and left without even informing me. It stung me, but I can’t wait to see her next time.
JUNE 10 – SUNDAY
So I met the girl again today. We met up at the exact same spot as last time. She wore a really pretty green dress and her hair danced in the wind. She didn’t have a lot of friends, and neither did I, so it felt like it was just me and her in this remote town. We walked to her house, but we decided that it was too early in our relationship for me to come in. At least I’m happy that I know where she lives now, it’s a step up from her just walking away.
JUNE 19 – TUESDAY
It’s been a week and some days and our relationship has been going alright, but I was ready to take it further. Yeah, we usually met up and I walked her to her house, but I never went in. Well, I was ready to go in. I was going to talk to her about it today. We went to the store today, she bought some plants, and I walked her home. When we got to her front door, I came to her and said, “I’m ready to come in,” with a smile. She looked at me confused and asked who I was. That really hurt me. Why was she acting like this? I said, “I’m your boyfriend,” with another reassuring smile. She told me to “fuck off” and then went in and slammed the door on my face. Wow. I’m really hurt. I’ll just be keeping to myself and away from her for a couple of days.
June 20 – Wednesday
I’ve come to realize that, sometimes, you really just have to go for it. You have to make a move.
And I will.
JUNE 21 – THURSDAY
I did something today. I finally made it in the house. Yes! It’s a really cool story, so I hope you’re ready. Okay, so I came over to her house and saw her watering the front porch. I asked if we could have a talk inside and she screamed “No,” and ran inside, like I was a maniac. I know you think I should have been hurt by her answer, but I was not. I wasn’t hurt because I read her mind. And her mind was telling me to come into her home. It was telling me to come into her home tonight. She was being sneaky, but I knew. So I just smiled and left. That night I came, but her door was locked. The hot summer wind was heavy tonight, and kept pushing my hair to my face. I decided to climb in through her bedroom window, rom-com style. The window was already open. She left it open for me. I went in and she was asleep. She looked so peaceful and I didn’t want to wake her up. I took her front door key and quickly got it copied at my place. I returned the original key back where I found it. Now I had a key and could give her surprise visits! I know she’ll be happy.
JUNE 23 – SATURDAY
Today has been a really stressful day, physically especially. I had to carry two bodies. Not at the same time, thankfully. Okay let me explain. Yesterday, Julia’s parents came to visit her. I guess they were planning to stay for some days because they brought suitcases. I figured this would be a great chance to familiarise myself with them. I knew I couldn’t come in because Julia would get angry. So I figured it would have to be a surprise visit for her parents. That night I went to her house and into the room her parents were sleeping in. I knocked them out with chloroform. It took a long while. Definitely not as quick as in the movies. But it worked. I loaded their bodies into the back seat of my car to make them feel comfy, then drove them to my place. It was a long rest of the night. We talked and played a screaming game. They were the only ones doing the screaming.
JUNE 25 – MONDAY
It’s been two days since I took her parents. Can’t say they’re doing alright. Julia is getting worried, but she has no one to talk to. I decided to write her a letter:
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Hey,
How are you?! It’s been a while since we spoke. I’ve been busy with a lot of stuff, and I forgot to tell you that your parents are with me. It’s okay, I’ve been treating them good and we’re learning a lot about each other. I just wanted you to know that.
I want to start by saying that I was rather hurt by the things you said to me on our previous interactions. And even more hurt when you didn’t let me move in with you. Telling me to fuck off was just unnecessary.
I want us to meet up at our spot. It’s important that you do so because it’s important for your parent’s survival. I’ve been taking good care of your parents. But my patience can only stretch so far, and i fear it is near its limits. You will notice there is a red smear at the top of this letter. It is what you think it is. Next time, it won’t be a smear, it will be pools.
I want us to meet up. You know where, subconsciously. Do not tell the police and do not try to run away. I will find you.
We are meant for each other. We both know that. I fantasise about you every day. No one can love you like i do. I have everything you need. Everything.
This is a warning. Let’s meet up. Or I’ll just have to follow through with plan b.
I hope you have a great week. Don’t get into any more trouble. Love you.
P.s you look better with your hair down.
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June 28 – THURSDAY
I am a bottomless pit of depravity. I am a bottomless pit of depravity. I am a bottomless pit of depravity. Utterly deranged, and utterly depraved. I live to cause disorder and discomfort. To terrorize and. I am a bottomless pit of depravity. I am a bottomless pit of depravity.
JUNE 29 – FRIDAY
It’s been 4 days since my last letter and she never came. Each day I’ve been sitting at the spot where we first met. Where I saw her watching the skies. And she didn’t come. I did what needed to be done with her parents. We played the screaming again, one last time. My entire cabin smells of rot.
I sent a second letter while she was out of her house:
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Dearest whore,
I hope you had a great week. I’m writing to remind you that it’s been days since i sent my last letter and you haven’t replied or met up. This means you broke our promise.
In your room, on your bed, you will find a box. Inside that box is an ear. It’s up to you to figure out whether it is your mom’s or your dad’s. You will also notice that your mirror has been broken. I’m sorry about that. I was just practicing. I will be visiting again soon and it will not be a light visit. I already have a key.
If you try to contact the police, i won’t play nice with your parents (not that I have been doing so before).
Hope you have a great rest of the day. Love you.
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I lied to her about the state of her parents, so that she would have false hopes.
She finally replied to me. He writing was gibberish but I was able to make out what she said:
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I remember you.
Please don’t do anything to my parents. We can meet up anytime you want. Please I’ll speak to you. I really don’t know who you are and I don’t recall speaking to you before that day. I’ll do whatever you want. Please leave my parents.
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I feel like she is planning something. They always are. But I am prepared.
JULY 1 – SUNDAY
I sent my third and final letter to her today:
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Morning,
I hope your day has been off to a great start. I can’t believe we finally get to meet tonight. I’m ecstatic.
I’ve decided I won’t harm you tonight. And I won’t harm your parents further. Believe me. But we’ll have a fun night tonight.
I’m sorry if my handwriting looks wonky. I accidentally cut myself sharpening a hatchet. But the pain went away when I thought of you.
See you tonight.
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Tonight is going to be a fun one. I’ll bring a lot of fun tools. A meat cleaver, rope and gag ball just to name a few.
July 2nd – MONDAY
I just got back from her house. I dropped her parents bodies over there too. It was a fun and long night indeed. I’m sorry about all the blood all over the page. I’m going to clean myself up now. I’ll probably have to burn my clothes. Sadly, I don’t think I’ll be hearing from Julia anymore.
I can only imagine what she felt, when I came into her bedroom, whispering, “Julia? Julia, where are you?”
JULY 8 – SUNDAY
It’s now been a week since everything. Paramedics and police officers found Julia and her parents dead in her bedroom. It smelt of bleach and meat, some people said. Officers and paramedics couldn’t say a word when they came out of the room, was what I heard on the news. Apparently most of them came out crying.
Today, it was revealed that an officer killed himself.
I am somewhere else now.
July 30th
I met a really nice guy today.
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