July 2nd, 2008,
It’s my birthday today… and somehow I don’t feel like celebrating. Not only is it the day that celebrates my coming into the world, it also commemorates the day I was incarcerated into this life of insanity. The trail ended June 2nd, 2004 at 4:34 P.M. with a soul shattering result. Multiple counts of murder in the first, second and third degree, man slaughter, and Arson… I’m still surprised they didn’t kill me right then and there. I still don’t remember what happened to get me into here, all I know is that justice was not served that day… not at all. I was amazed for the first time since the unfair trial today. The large men in white, my captors, actually gave me a small cake today… it even had candles. They won’t let me have a knife to cut the cake since my increased mental tendencies of suicide. The candles were lit and everything, but I ignored my mental attraction to hurt myself… the cake looked too perfect… I must leave you now, the cake is waiting for me… pray for me…