Sunday, December 6, 2009

Personal Log: #SZ990-E.2016.1003.22:14:14.199

by Jackson Ferrell

I’m pretty sure I can trust Josh. He thinks maybe he can salvage some data from my corrupted memory sectors.

I’m not so sure about Angie, though. She talks about me like I’m not even there, and looks at me like I’m property. And long after everyone’s gone to bed, she’s still up, watching me.

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