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Entry 4
I don't know what to write. I fucked up. I kept glancing at the carriage yesterday thinking about the other kids. He just cut him up like it was nothing. That could've been me. I was alone with him. And I trusted him.
I'm so fucking useless. I should've told the group about him. I should've stopped him sooner.
Fuck this place. I'm not getting anywhere. I'm never gonna find my dad. He's probably not even real. I might as well run away and leave these people alone. Running away is all I'm good at anyway.
I don't know what to do. I never know what to do. Everything fucking sucks. I don't know who to trust. And the only people I should've trusted all along, I fucked over. I get why none of them like me. I don't like me, either.
I miss you, Mom. I'm sorry I didn't turn out the way you wanted. I'm sorry I'm letting you down.
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