Revenge After Death

“Today was sunny. Grandma Rosie suddenly announced that she had found my biological parents. She’s going to send me back to them.

“I’m so happy. Finally, I can leave this scary place behind.”

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Today was sunny. My biological parents don’t seem to like me. They despise me because I grew up in the countryside. Ann dislikes me too.

“She looks down on me and refuses to ride with me because her classmate would laugh at her if she did. She, along with my classmates, isolated me.”

“Today, Ann had someone trap me in the restroom again. They took off my clothes, forced” me to drink toilet water, and mocked me as rubbish and a fool from the countryside.

“Hang in there, Stephany. Just hang in there a little longer. When I graduate, I’ll leave this house immediately without going to college. I thought the countryside was hell, but it’s even scarier here.”

“Today, Ann had the nanny give me spoiled sandwiches while she enjoyed nutritious meals specially prepared by our chefs. I was too hungry, so I brought the matter to Mom and Dad.

“However, Mom and Dad were displeased to hear about my complaint regarding the

sandwiches. They said I should be grateful for them because I used to have worse food back in the countryside.

“Ann retaliated against me for reporting her. She brought several male classmates to trap me in an alley on my way home from school. They took off my clothes and filmed me,

forcing me to kneel and beg for mercy. I was so scared.”

“Today, someone discovered that I was secretly feeding those homeless children. He claimed he could help me escape from this hell and even assist me in getting rid of those

who have harmed me, on the condition that I follow his instructions.

“He instructed me to observe and imitate a woman named Stephanie Carlson.

“He requested a list from me, assuring me that he would eliminate the people on it. But I only had one chance/I didn’t believe him, but I still wanted to give it a try. So, I wrote down

the name of a boy who often bullies me in class–Harvey Stone.”

Today, Harvey Stone was absent from class. I learned after school that he died in an accident. He was struck by a flowerpot thrown by an 80–year–old man suffering from dementia while walking on the road. I’m terrified. Could it be because I gave his name to that person?”

“He approached me again, urging me to impersonate Stephanie Carlson so that I could take her place. I feel Stephanie is just as unfortunate as me. I’ve been secretly observing

her for a while now. I don’t want to hurt her.”

‘Today, I heard that Stephanie went missing. I know that man is making his move. I’m terrified. I want to report it to the police. I went to the police station three times, but I couldn’t muster up the courage to go in.

“Will Stephanie die? He says he wants me to marry a fool from the Lincoln family in her place. I’m scared. I don’t want to replace anyone.

“Will Stephanie die because of me? I never wanted to hurt anyone. Why does it have to be me? Is death my only escape from all this? If so, then I’ll take my chance.”

Stephany’s diary filled every page of the notebook, its thickness a testament to the depths. of human depravity she chronicled.

As she collapsed under the weight of the burdens imposed upon her by these individuals, none were exempt from the taint of sin.

The Larsons, Ann, and the man lurking in the shadows… All were manifestations of human

wickedness.

“What are you doing here? Why is Mrs. Wealthy rummaging through trash at my house?”

Ann sneered as she stood at the entrance of the garage.

I turned to look at her, my gaze icy.

Step by step, I approached her, seizing her by the hair and pressing her against the wall.

A nail in the wall grazed her face, drawing blood.

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At that moment, a chilling thought flashed through my mind. “If I were to kill her here, I’d

better make sure I stuff her…”

Releasing her abruptly, I recoiled in panic.

What was I even thinking?

“Mom! Stephany’s gone mad! Mom!” Ann screamed in tears, trying to run away.

Almost instinctively, I yanked her hair and forced her to the ground.

In the next instant, my hand picked up a rusted nail, poised to silence her for good… Ann stared at me in horror, as though confronting a demon.