I have decided to stop my escapist ways.

On June 2nd, the man slave-master...uh...guardian...stopped coming home. A lot of people were here and they were all sad & crying. Even that blasted dog was sad, so I couldn't even be mean to him. They kept saying something about an accident at work. They kept telling the woman guardian & Courtney about how sorry they were that the man was gone. He hasn't come home back yet and I don't think he will. I always plotted to kill them, but I was never going to bring my plans to fruition. The woman guardian needs me now. She is so sad and hugs me a lot. Her daughter does, too. I am obviously needed here and will cease my escape attempts. I love them & they are hurting...they are my duty now.

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