What’s Going On?
It could be that I’m going mad. It could be that I am in “somebody’s” way. But I think there are people hunting me down and want me rubbed out. They wont be happy until I am put into the ground and being eaten by worms. I hate worms.
Then again I can’ be certain that its just people as you would assume people are. Calling them people makes it easier for me to deal with at times. Everyone has a motive and all eyes are on me all the time. I think even my dog wants to hurt me – and my house?
So I’ll leave this diary for all to see just in case they manage to kill me. Then you’ll know the truth. You’ll all know.
