I buried the bodies in the woods. It was dirty work, but it had to be done. I don't think they will be missed. Sad but true. If there is a God I hope he can forgive us. Maybe He will understand what I cannot.
Jenny is gone now. The last time I saw her she was walking away, carrying that doll that had caused so much trouble. I wondered if I should tell anyone about what happened, but I knew that no one would ever believe me. I'm not sure if I believe it, and I was there.
