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Feb 1, 2016
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No Plagiarism!kcuLrzB498mbMZhDfTBfposted on PENANA

February 3rd 2012copyright protection56PENANApLffUjZJLK

My birthday was today.copyright protection56PENANA56XzRo8tsh

I’m 17 now. It’s been little over three years since I’ve last written.  I forgot all about this diary. I wouldn’t have known the date, if Uncle hadn’t told me. How he remembered, I really don’t know. Maybe he has his own journal?copyright protection56PENANABPtoOK23ED

But I’m going to continue. I have a lot more pages.copyright protection56PENANAj3pzijTi3E

So, for my birthday, we stayed inside the drug store we were camped in, when normally we would be moving. And Uncle gave me what he called my final present: A compass.copyright protection56PENANA28LZHDnP6Q

“What do you mean my final present?” I asked him. I had a feeling I knew what he meant, but I wanted to make sure I wasn’t imagining it.copyright protection56PENANA7IFA6uk9yY

“Lacey,” Uncle said, dead serious. “I would never put you in a dangerous situation if I didn’t think you could handle it, and I wouldn’t want to if I had another option.”copyright protection56PENANANS2drkxlCA

“You’re going to leave me, aren’t you?” I said, my shoulders slumping.copyright protection56PENANAZFILEpo2fu

My uncle sighed. “I have to take care of something. The doctor…”copyright protection56PENANASmcyXj3hsB

My eyes filled with tears. “But Uncle, I need you! You’re the only family I have left! You can’t just leave!”copyright protection56PENANAggtitUC0ff

“I promise you’ll be fine. Sandy will be with you. She would follow you anywhere. She won’t let anything happen to you. I just can’t delay this any longer, no matter how much I want to stay with you.”copyright protection56PENANABfVj1zJpCY

I felt so abandoned. The only family I had left was leaving me.copyright protection56PENANATvl64ip7AS

His last words are still ringing in my ears. “I’m doing this because I love you.”copyright protection56PENANAIQ8b8C6LDm

He hugged me one last time, scratched Sandy on the head, and then sprinted off through the door of our camp. I burst into tears as soon as I thought he was out of earshot. I know he’s right, but I just don’t know how I’m going to deal with it. I may not see another human being again for a long, long time. He left this morning, and I know I should have moved, but I couldn’t do anything except write today. It’s getting late now. I hope on hope I can make it on my own, with Sandy.copyright protection56PENANA1eCWxDwh39

I can already hear them.copyright protection56PENANAfWEB2IUsQu

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February 17th 2012copyright protection56PENANAdhXQdvtKMw

Diarycopyright protection56PENANAT2tyDwhxY7

Somehow I’m managing just fine, though sometimes I ask myself why I keep fighting. Why I don’t just give up. I’m completely miserable, and I don’t remember the last time I smiled. Not even Sandy can coax one out of me now, but I guess I still keep fighting for her.copyright protection56PENANA2jGnMqRSh6

My eyes are still gray, and I doubt they will ever be blue again. But at least I still have Sandy to talk to, and this diary.copyright protection56PENANABvnzlB4PmR

I swear I’d probably forget how to talk and write if I didn’t. It’s just… Cathartic.copyright protection56PENANAmgTQPwm64l

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February 18th 2012copyright protection56PENANAsV8QutszjO

Diarycopyright protection56PENANAqF5jvUQS0V

Stalkers go down with ease now, and I hardly notice them at night; they’re just one more sound to fall asleep to. But I can’t afford to get cocky. If not for Sandy or this diary, I would’ve gone crazy. I still haven’t seen another human being yet. But I can still hope on hope, if I have any left.copyright protection56PENANAdf2R9wiuSC

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February 20th 2012copyright protection56PENANAs2Jxlerc6s

Diarycopyright protection56PENANA8kIabRHumz

There’s nothing interesting to write about today. Just Stalkers. I prefer trees for my campsite more than buildings. I can look up at the sky through the leaves, and sometimes believe that one day I can wake up from this nightmare.copyright protection56PENANA7uUFK5HuJj

I even leave food behind just in case I come back, or anyone else comes by. That is, if there is anyone else still alive out there.copyright protection56PENANAyblhJHvaUC

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April 6th 2012copyright protection56PENANAuL5oqPu7ke

Diarycopyright protection56PENANArSpNa8vGjp

I just remembered it was my daddy’s birthday today, as well as Gracie’s. I know by now my father didn’t make it but… Maybe, just maybe… Could Gracie….Could she be alive?copyright protection56PENANAiXsfjFoxz2

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April 7th 2012copyright protection56PENANAaNfAApJ552

Diarycopyright protection56PENANAvo0XEjC3Qc

Last night I actually had a dream without Stalkers in it.copyright protection56PENANA5YfTaI7cEt

I dreamed I was back home, laughing and talking with Gracie. And then I was playing checkers with Uncle and Monopoly with my parents. This time, they didn’t turn into Stalkers right before me and attack.copyright protection56PENANAzPhPqRf9Xl

But sometimes I wonder why haven’t I changed yet? I don’t know if the toxins are visible, and I’ve been more than once been scratched on occasion. I know it takes more than a scratch, and I don’t think I’m immune but… I don’t know.copyright protection56PENANActJcrow4rm

If I ever find that doctor, I swear I’ll kill him where he stands. No mercy, no regret. If I find him I will make him suffer.copyright protection56PENANAgxkwrvezIT

Freak.copyright protection56PENANA2iJj79bmj9

PS: I remember Uncle saying something about being scratched, but I can’t remember exactly what.copyright protection56PENANAHvDrI4Qe8h

December 24th 2012copyright protection56PENANABpPWVgraPa

Diarycopyright protection56PENANA3SsMczWoWf

Merry Christmas Eve… I’m sleeping in a building tonight. It’s too cold in a tree. And it’s too hard to lift Sandy when I’m on snow and ice. It takes some muscle to hoist her up using the rope.copyright protection56PENANAyELb5tfVHo

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December 25th 2012copyright protection56PENANAQX2iKfSGDO

Diarycopyright protection56PENANAVbsGny9DuR

Christmas Day. I gave Sandy a bone from a squirrel I caught with my bow. I’m getting a lot better with it.copyright protection56PENANA2IaQLpA56u

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December 28th 2012copyright protection56PENANAXNmquJZEmt

Diarycopyright protection56PENANAwocGeX6P3d

I used a dagger I have to cut my hair a few inches below my chin. It was so long. It feels so light now, and it doesn’t get in my face as much. Boring, I know, but really that’s the only thing that happened that isn’t full of Stalkers or moving.copyright protection56PENANAjiaLArW6AO

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January 2nd 2013copyright protection56PENANArh8DYmB4cE

Diarycopyright protection56PENANAivXsgxUdEu

It’s the New Year. There isn’t anyone else around to care, but I feel I need to keep tradition. And the routine of writing and remembering helps.copyright protection56PENANA2V2Fz0MVYx

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January 5th 2013copyright protection56PENANAkaRhD8Oxls

I almost died today. I almost ran right off a cliff; if Sandy hadn’t barked, who knows what would have happened. It’s the closest I’ve ever been to dying of something other than Stalkers. It was freaky. For a second I imagined Sandy having to survive without me… I can’t stand the thought.copyright protection56PENANA2oo43X5PT4

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January 7th 2013copyright protection56PENANATx3KPHTDff

 My eyes are still gray. No changing I guess.copyright protection56PENANA6hDvmGsswm

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January 11th 2013copyright protection56PENANAZGk2r9JlNY

Diarycopyright protection56PENANAAUgdpCUS5q

Something’s wrong. Sandy isn’t eating all that much; She usually inhales her food. She didn’t even jump around like she usually does when I accidentally let a Stalker in before I could seal this gift shop we’re in. She just lay there, barking.copyright protection56PENANAeBk9Dqqcwe

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January 25th 2013copyright protection56PENANAgicwwB9rte

Diarycopyright protection56PENANARHQcQtChG9

I think Sandy is dying. I’ve been holding her all night. She just keeps whining. She’s 12 years old now… I don’t know what to do.copyright protection56PENANAvGEq0cNuuv

I’m scared.copyright protection56PENANAMLNZikArL4

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January 27th 2013copyright protection56PENANABpnfQosDTW

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I’ve stayed with Sandy all day and night. I didn’t even care about the Stalkers. Her whines tore into me. My heart broke more and more as she got quieter and quieter.copyright protection56PENANAk8F6GvJHXE

I buried her this morning. I used one of the dozens of pencils I carry (It was the only thing I had) to write this on a piece of paper that I tied to a stick marking her grave:copyright protection56PENANApy4MOUbgy4

Here lies Sandy, loyal Mastiffcopyright protection56PENANAdHLVEqVVGn

2001-2013copyright protection56PENANAY0wD7c9RU6

I, Lacey Nelson, buried her January 27th 2013 at 8:23 Am.copyright protection56PENANAvjFz6tuhJ2

She will never be forgotten. I love her to the moon and back…copyright protection56PENANAmXJ7SnyOje

We adopted her when I was six. She always sat with me when I was sad, during storms, and hundreds of other times.copyright protection56PENANAchfJVnV4eP

I hate this place… I hate the Stalkers. I hate everything. I can’t stop crying. Let the Stalkers come. If they come near me, I’ll kill every one of them. My life is horrible.copyright protection56PENANAbJ9QifjMw3

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February 3rd 2013copyright protection56PENANAOVx4EtrAxF

Diarycopyright protection56PENANAqIozzHOTul

I’m 18 now, and my eyes are officially black. I can’t do this anymore.copyright protection56PENANAWjeXSfRPPA

I’m sitting against a tree next to Sandy’s grave. It’s around noon. There’s an old house nearby to my right. I don’t care if it’s full of monsters or not.copyright protection56PENANA5DvDHa68KD

If anyone finds this diary, I put my pack in the tree with the big X carved into the center of it. It will be safe from Stalkers… I don’t wanna feel pain ever again. My dagger is perfect.copyright protection56PENANAOamdKWUyPp

I am as bright as the mooncopyright protection56PENANATLJ8JCnBrd

Yet dark as the nightcopyright protection56PENANAbxQHayRgHB

Fading to my doomcopyright protection56PENANAUvMgIxdD52

Forever in Twilight…copyright protection56PENANA3ZOM8xpv8Q

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PS: I’m sorry Uncle. I wish I could see you again. But life is just cruel that way, I guess…copyright protection56PENANAuIkhZ3OcHT

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