Dear Diary

CATEGORY

just different

 Entry #1                                                                                                     Dear Diary,                                                                                                He got money i see him shining yes i want it and i got it down packed plan into motion, i was told to feed a duck the coked out and willing..young , fun , he said he got to get that feeling. now he numb passed out putting to much trust in me..didn't see i put that extra in his hennessy.rack up, pack up no hesitated fear in me, Black...i woke up to dark, cold and misery..to scared to move, door opened, to scared to pled..lighter flicked  i see him, standing over me,my hands tied, feet chained. i see why they call it the deadly sin greed, asking myself what he gonna do,what i'm gonna dooo.                                                                                                                                                 Entry #2