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Am I paranoid? Well, that's what everyone is saying about me. It's not paranoia, it's fact. I know they are plotting to kill me, I can sense it. This one bitch Cindy, she's a religious freak...always waving the Bible around..praise this, praise that..she keeps asking me a lot of questions about my past. She is trying to get between us. Please don't talk to her! She was asking to see my laptop, I told her no..she thinks I am hiding something. The others are beginning to listen to her… Continue

I did it!! Tell no one...Frank is dead. I am nervous and excited...is that wrong? It was miserable last night...really dark, rainy and cold. We were walking and talking on the roof top..the dead below were loud as hell, they knew they were gonna eat. Frank was bitching about everything and I went to the the side and said "what's that?", he comes over...slip and push...gone. It happened so fast..I second guessed myself for a minute. I played it up...I was shaken anyways, so I started… Continue

Time is just standing still right now. My focus is on getting out of here. Frank is getting on my nerves, thinks I owe him something for borrowing his lap top. When you are surrounded by violence, violence becomes the solution to everything. Just 2 months ago, I could never kill anyone...I would get nervous when a simple argument would break out. I might kill Frank tonight. We have watch together, I will just push him off the roof top..fuck him. More food for me, plus then the lap top becomes… Continue

It's been two days since I last wrote, felt good to talk...not even sure anyone is listening. Almost like therapy, ...self help class is now in session, everyone grab a pen. I know, more rambling. We lost one more from the new group since I talked to you last. Her name was Elizabeth, didn't really know her, she had been bitten. She was older and had been here a while. I am new here. I just keep my head down, do as I am asked, that's my plan. If you have any advice, pass it… Continue