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Feb 1, 2016
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No Plagiarism!SfHPLIFADbRYlX1hVAHNposted on PENANA

February 3rd 2012copyright protection62PENANAup53G2DTwh

My birthday was today.copyright protection62PENANAjox1djKTTo

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 protection62PENANA5LmrIoIEZp

But I’m going to continue. I have a lot more pages.copyright protection62PENANAsuPyxvBbp7

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 protection62PENANAsJw0LKjvEd

“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 protection62PENANAUJYgbHETmE

“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 protection62PENANAjP88oFEZR4

“You’re going to leave me, aren’t you?” I said, my shoulders slumping.copyright protection62PENANA7kODkznE52

My uncle sighed. “I have to take care of something. The doctor…”copyright protection62PENANARZLQgWyVQV

My eyes filled with tears. “But Uncle, I need you! You’re the only family I have left! You can’t just leave!”copyright protection62PENANAz9KHi8nW8e

“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 protection62PENANA0fzOSTogxu

I felt so abandoned. The only family I had left was leaving me.copyright protection62PENANAjpt4fK1OFS

His last words are still ringing in my ears. “I’m doing this because I love you.”copyright protection62PENANAJe1uWjDkgL

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 protection62PENANAzg185U2ubz

I can already hear them.copyright protection62PENANAYuYrzebA2R

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February 17th 2012copyright protection62PENANAFWlG4qB6UM

Diarycopyright protection62PENANAGSgFkPTwqW

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 protection62PENANAnTItnZwcTT

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 protection62PENANAgyPBfU2R1X

I swear I’d probably forget how to talk and write if I didn’t. It’s just… Cathartic.copyright protection62PENANADHQTnaJhH9

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February 18th 2012copyright protection62PENANAYTnOvDIxuK

Diarycopyright protection62PENANAu7sk1PvK6d

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 protection62PENANAUjiXfRobW1

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February 20th 2012copyright protection62PENANAcsBENCujnA

Diarycopyright protection62PENANAwhUOeaGClD

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 protection62PENANAElyzHi0HKY

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 protection62PENANAcXqNCeq6xN

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April 6th 2012copyright protection62PENANAcAsLaa3aSO

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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 protection62PENANA6dqbPjuBSq

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April 7th 2012copyright protection62PENANAJvkv5dUTwp

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Last night I actually had a dream without Stalkers in it.copyright protection62PENANAINXJZOVmJi

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 protection62PENANACsNXXTaRNG

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 protection62PENANAh3jUJ6mJoq

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 protection62PENANAC7dAQdoMz7

Freak.copyright protection62PENANA4czS9xMkoz

PS: I remember Uncle saying something about being scratched, but I can’t remember exactly what.copyright protection62PENANA1GDkBnqY6P

December 24th 2012copyright protection62PENANAoJWCjNPHzp

Diarycopyright protection62PENANAPEBpxLWk5l

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 protection62PENANAT62wqDTRB0

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December 25th 2012copyright protection62PENANARAFtZdeWxk

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Christmas Day. I gave Sandy a bone from a squirrel I caught with my bow. I’m getting a lot better with it.copyright protection62PENANASqyC4bFvDq

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December 28th 2012copyright protection62PENANAyfnZzlSwdB

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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 protection62PENANAO7YPjXQHbN

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January 2nd 2013copyright protection62PENANAddGgRpnHNZ

Diarycopyright protection62PENANAaC79sq6i8i

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 protection62PENANA5M28NLJanS

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January 5th 2013copyright protection62PENANAePglYIM51U

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 protection62PENANAn7GpfubZFz

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January 7th 2013copyright protection62PENANAkupBQokCtl

 My eyes are still gray. No changing I guess.copyright protection62PENANAxRsdhIItIn

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January 11th 2013copyright protection62PENANA2F0shQQBtk

Diarycopyright protection62PENANAX0bqet8XWQ

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 protection62PENANAkZq7cXLqq6

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January 25th 2013copyright protection62PENANA5Chh2wKbtH

Diarycopyright protection62PENANA1NGsVTqGjQ

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 protection62PENANAMfiybdCYYh

I’m scared.copyright protection62PENANAf3TwkV256v

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January 27th 2013copyright protection62PENANAQHW9g7mT6k

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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 protection62PENANAqAdJ4NXrOS

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 protection62PENANA7FA4ORcbKi

Here lies Sandy, loyal Mastiffcopyright protection62PENANAwUEUXwCWrq

2001-2013copyright protection62PENANA1R0eA52ywQ

I, Lacey Nelson, buried her January 27th 2013 at 8:23 Am.copyright protection62PENANArEw2IkTUwE

She will never be forgotten. I love her to the moon and back…copyright protection62PENANAd2yRWwnztO

We adopted her when I was six. She always sat with me when I was sad, during storms, and hundreds of other times.copyright protection62PENANAZuG0Jg5LPC

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 protection62PENANAChg8jZtdTZ

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February 3rd 2013copyright protection62PENANAaxVQxE7DqW

Diarycopyright protection62PENANAf2dwbxvFKp

I’m 18 now, and my eyes are officially black. I can’t do this anymore.copyright protection62PENANAFBvH2tGZPe

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 protection62PENANApZLkPjZWWp

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 protection62PENANATcs7JDEejp

I am as bright as the mooncopyright protection62PENANAEY1aF3El3t

Yet dark as the nightcopyright protection62PENANAzstlNiEMfB

Fading to my doomcopyright protection62PENANAc9OEgxiVMB

Forever in Twilight…copyright protection62PENANAlrzmBfpfBs

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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 protection62PENANANIUCnbaF7X

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