Dear Dairy
Brian will be here any second.
After mom and Chrissy left to head downstairs and I went to the bathroom to freshen up, I noticed the clear sheen of sweat decorating my forehead. I wiped it away ad headed back to my room to calm down.
The attack I had earlier is still fresh in my mind and every part of me is now dreading Brian coming upstairs to pick me up and take me to his home.
Sharon and Arthur Davis are sweet enough people, but I haven't spoken with anyone outside my family, Brian or Mona, since everything happened.
This attack was different and that petrifies me.
Is he getting closer and closer to coming to the surface?
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"Knock, knock." I close my diary page, rubbing the tattered spine as I stand up and hide it under my desk like I do after every entry. Bri
