Diary Entry 6

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Ryan is dead. Dead I tell you! Ohh that fresh meat and that juicy blood. I still lick my cracked lips to remind me of how it taste. I grabbed a machete and chop! Just like that he died. Now the next victim? My family? Oh yes that would be cuniving and evil ohh everyone is going to die tonight. MUHAHAHAHAHA

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