Mar 19, 2005 21:05
19/3, 1998
I've been having more time to write... that isn't good, it means that he doesn't need me...
My usefulness is running out.. it's only a matter of time before he decides that he doesn't want another mouth to feed. I've nowhere else to go, though. Maybe it would be for the best, if I was- nevermind.
Elsa caught wind of two stupid members of the DoM talking.. talking about the Boy, and a man who might know something about what happened.. that night. Abner.. Amber.. Chickersome. Something like that. Geoffrey found out.. He wants him. They're going to.. I don't know. They're planning. They won't tell me about it.
I'm frightened. It's cold in here, and Geoffrey is in a horrible mood all of the time. He is even worse, He's always yelling about something. Odgen made Head, and they're upset.. upset that someone like Fudge didn't get the job... I don't know. I should go, someone's coming. Someone always is. It's a madhouse here. He's mad...
-PP