Story Two

Journal Entry: 5/1/22
It is May 1st, 2022. I just had the best birthday of my life. Arlo is dead. Yes,  you read that right. Arlo my best friend of 6 years is dead. And I killed him.

Journal Entry: 1/7/22
It’s the first day back to school from winter break and I’m pissed. I went skiing with my friends over in Mounpot a few days ago. I was having so much fun and landed a sick trick until Arlo shoved me into a snow mound. He laughed it off as some sick joke and the rest of my friends joined him. Like I was joke. They were laughing at me like I was some sick joke? I’m not a fucking sick joke???

Journal Entry: 1/29/22
Today we got our calc tests passed back and to no surprise I got a D. Ever since my sister passed last summer I’ve been struggling in school. My group of friends knew this and did everything they could to bring my spark back. Arlo sits right next ti me in class and peeked over to see what I got. Out of nowhere he screams out the whole class like a dumbass that I got a 64! I laughed it off as a joke but I was furious. I’m not some fucking joke.

Journal Entry: 3/15/22
Hey journal, I’m so sorry I forgot about you! Life has been great. I was talking to this girl who I’ve had a crush on for a while now and we decided to go on a date next week!

Journal Entry: 3/22/22
I FUCKING HATE ARLO. I want to kill him I’m so serious. I can’t breathe. HE DESERVES TO GONTO HELL. I want him to suffer so much. WHY COULDNT HE JUST LET ME HAVE OME THING. ONE THING. I’ll show you what a fucking joke is.

Journal Entry: 4/24/22
ITS MY BIRTHDAY! I’m planning on inviting some friends over to my house to celebrate!! My parents will be out of town, this party is gonna be sick.

Journal Entry: 4/30/22
My party is tonight. My parents aren’t home. My close friends came early to help without food and drinks. I can’t wait for the night to begin

Journal Entry 4/30/22
I DIDNT MEAN TO DO IT I DONT KNOW WHAT I DID IM SO SORRY I DIDNT MEAN IT IM JUST A KID IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SOME FUCKING JOKE