I’m sorry. Yes, I killed them. No, it wasn’t an accident. I wanted to. I did. They deserved it. I hate them. I can’t believe I trusted them. No, no I don’t think so. Ha. He won’t care. Call him if you want. He’ll probably just laugh like he always does when I get into trouble. As long as he doesn’t have to pay for anything. Haha. He’d probably love it if you locked me up. Yes, I’m serious. He hates me! Fine. Enough about him. It’s upsetting. Fourteen. Yes, I’m only fourteen. Because I wanted to! They deserved to die. God, stop asking me why I killed them. Okay. Murder. Whatever. Either way, they’re dead and I can’t be happier. My mom won’t care either. She’s almost as bad as my dad. Yeah, whatever. Just put me in jail or juvie or wherever you stick chicks like me. No I told you! There’s no one that would care enough. Oh god. Screw this. Where’s my cell?