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No Plagiarism!JBWgpbb8ZInCKZ3b4Q6Sposted on PENANA

February 3rd 2012copyright protection52PENANAornhEnrn0g

My birthday was today.copyright protection52PENANA3JS0Zhbbqa

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 protection52PENANAUNNENRPRHW

But I’m going to continue. I have a lot more pages.copyright protection52PENANAK6n7n2vOpv

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 protection52PENANA5teXtefFpG

“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 protection52PENANAPjuDXhuN9c

“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 protection52PENANAKTi71Fawtz

“You’re going to leave me, aren’t you?” I said, my shoulders slumping.copyright protection52PENANA2z3hxwvMbU

My uncle sighed. “I have to take care of something. The doctor…”copyright protection52PENANAt1eXFce9Zo

My eyes filled with tears. “But Uncle, I need you! You’re the only family I have left! You can’t just leave!”copyright protection52PENANAlJhERij1PN

“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 protection52PENANABSmE9TbFGn

I felt so abandoned. The only family I had left was leaving me.copyright protection52PENANAA9pO640le0

His last words are still ringing in my ears. “I’m doing this because I love you.”copyright protection52PENANAJAK1eCjyE9

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 protection52PENANAlf2IUbC6Qi

I can already hear them.copyright protection52PENANAuqsTfzYgUc

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February 17th 2012copyright protection52PENANA9VwbErmgyd

Diarycopyright protection52PENANAz2E1VTAU9v

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 protection52PENANA7q9UqOW3Ow

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 protection52PENANAlXrS86jvmR

I swear I’d probably forget how to talk and write if I didn’t. It’s just… Cathartic.copyright protection52PENANAIVUmXPgxKp

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February 18th 2012copyright protection52PENANAeFLGxUMRp8

Diarycopyright protection52PENANAJ74Du1tKzd

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 protection52PENANA9B4ZNQgOzA

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February 20th 2012copyright protection52PENANApoQu1kwu55

Diarycopyright protection52PENANAIfHNevEujd

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 protection52PENANA5W1lmv9FMO

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 protection52PENANAocdeGezcJE

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April 6th 2012copyright protection52PENANA7IK846DdMp

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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 protection52PENANADMGxLWFfPj

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April 7th 2012copyright protection52PENANA8lSKBh35gy

Diarycopyright protection52PENANAkUk1r6X7mN

Last night I actually had a dream without Stalkers in it.copyright protection52PENANAqpKsePy9yS

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 protection52PENANAQHdIsP0vVh

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 protection52PENANA4fbpgDveLS

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 protection52PENANA1ciMEwBdFa

Freak.copyright protection52PENANA5wRjfk9fQ4

PS: I remember Uncle saying something about being scratched, but I can’t remember exactly what.copyright protection52PENANAxUkIjBmPP7

December 24th 2012copyright protection52PENANAHRjZDYvfcb

Diarycopyright protection52PENANAphIhBXCKds

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 protection52PENANAPKn9tHLPwA

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December 25th 2012copyright protection52PENANAVKID2kBE5O

Diarycopyright protection52PENANA6Uyu42bPRH

Christmas Day. I gave Sandy a bone from a squirrel I caught with my bow. I’m getting a lot better with it.copyright protection52PENANAqNWT3aZhUk

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December 28th 2012copyright protection52PENANATTLsnPuzFl

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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 protection52PENANAic7oEBwpFi

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January 2nd 2013copyright protection52PENANAPqDYDCa0BE

Diarycopyright protection52PENANAiURqiv1OVG

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 protection52PENANA7bfkdgU5K3

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January 5th 2013copyright protection52PENANAoqogQHLSwG

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 protection52PENANAyESOY64TcP

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January 7th 2013copyright protection52PENANAu76TnXA9P6

 My eyes are still gray. No changing I guess.copyright protection52PENANAQoKJdJPhC2

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January 11th 2013copyright protection52PENANAdtmkmKiXT8

Diarycopyright protection52PENANA3KwOtJxj1a

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 protection52PENANAl8JeEJdahb

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January 25th 2013copyright protection52PENANAg2aNREwoXy

Diarycopyright protection52PENANAzjGiyl2Lvk

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 protection52PENANAXVPCHFEeND

I’m scared.copyright protection52PENANAF3FQQwunVs

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January 27th 2013copyright protection52PENANAa2oZE6Fikt

Diarycopyright protection52PENANAW0xBQo8kL4

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 protection52PENANAMHyykmShdX

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 protection52PENANAKnZ9nDf3WA

Here lies Sandy, loyal Mastiffcopyright protection52PENANAwSA3uqrCLd

2001-2013copyright protection52PENANAHyVg6fCYxQ

I, Lacey Nelson, buried her January 27th 2013 at 8:23 Am.copyright protection52PENANAVidUrByHEv

She will never be forgotten. I love her to the moon and back…copyright protection52PENANAhaoSeSjFv5

We adopted her when I was six. She always sat with me when I was sad, during storms, and hundreds of other times.copyright protection52PENANAScDOsJ35IB

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 protection52PENANAVDT9ykL61p

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February 3rd 2013copyright protection52PENANABnBeb4YeaG

Diarycopyright protection52PENANAP5kJfS30Z5

I’m 18 now, and my eyes are officially black. I can’t do this anymore.copyright protection52PENANAqBp0CBPv8j

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 protection52PENANAUJGvYRAX6K

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 protection52PENANADWQYF5QJ6P

I am as bright as the mooncopyright protection52PENANAPwrex3QnyY

Yet dark as the nightcopyright protection52PENANAGsInYHfyEm

Fading to my doomcopyright protection52PENANAjij9gZf6Il

Forever in Twilight…copyright protection52PENANAWxSoMqrCN0

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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 protection52PENANAtjWMtdMIkv

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