april 10, 2015-
i had walked in to some sort of a surprise this morning. it was luke, of course. he had ripped up the pages of my journal, took this pen, tried writing for help, and when i had made my way down stairs, he was looking for some sort of opening to slip out the notes.
that was wrong of him. victim 14 knows what happens to bad boys.
but i have grown fond of luke's actions. i'm curious to which path this kid goes down when he slowly begins to lose his mind.
