Prologue
Nov. 14, 1967
I feel dizzy after that shot they gave me. I don't see Mom. Where did they take her? She promised that we would escape together. Did she escape alone and leave me behind?
Nov. 15, 1967
I found Mom. We ate together. I was very happy.
But she was a fake. Not my real Mom. Same face but different inside.
Have to find Mom. Have to give face back to mother.
I got Mom's face back. Nobody can have my Mom except me. I attach her face to me so she doesn't go away. Because Mom sad when I meet her without her face.
Nov. 17, 19 7
from inside box, scent of mommy. maybe true mother there. stone box hard. It hurt. steel rope in the way. can't see mother becuz 4 stones.
19
dadddy atached first momm atached scond
iNside reD and sLimy whiTe and haRd
not true moM wheRe
dunno dadd found mum again
when atachd momMy she moved no more she screaming
why? Jst want to b with her
4
mom where?
head funny.
head hurts.
head foggy.
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My head clearer.
Thinking less hard.
Remembering easier.
Writing easier.
Shackles still hurt.
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Found journal. Took used pages out. stole from bad man sleeping on grass. Nearly saw by other bad men.
My head is clearer. I can think easier every day. I have easier time remembering things. Forget words less. Remember bad times. What bad men did. Did to mommy. Did to me.
Must make head clear. Focus. Tried to break shackles to make write easier. Make walk easier. Shackles too tough to break.
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Must keep mind sharp. Sharp to save mommy.
My name is Lisa Trevor. My Mom is Jessica Trevor. My Dad is George Trevor. I was 14 years old.
1+1=2
2+2=4
4+4=8
4*4=16
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My mind is becoming clearer. Thinking has become a lot easier. I can feel my thoughts becoming coherent. Been doing math and writing exercises I learned in school. Remembering became easier. Remember little of bad time all of it foggy except for pain caused by bad men in white coats and their needles that make thinking hard. Been gathering food and wood from the forest for the cold time. Need to store food. Need to start exercises.
20+5*2=50
5*5+5=30
10*10-10=90
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Been I guess months since a journal entry not covered in math and writing exercises. Been reading books I stole that the badmen in white coats bring with them to the courtyard used my tentacles to snatch them to avoid being seen. I remember when mom and dad used to read to me before the bad men took me and mommy. I miss those times. I miss mom and dad. The bad men still have them. I must save them. But my head is too foggy. I need to wait until my mind becomes clear enough to think straight. Clear enough to plan.
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I found a mirror left behind by a woman in a white coat. I decided to remove the faces I took from the imposters sent by the bad men. I needed to see my real face. I broke the mirror.
No skin.
Sharp teeth.
Decayed hair.
My name is Lisa Trevors.
I am a monster.
They made me into a monster.
Did they turn Mom and Dad into monsters?
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Had a nightmare about the badmen in white coats and the needles. I couldn't go back to sleep. I decided to gather more firewood and food to clear my thoughts of the bad times and to put in storage for when I rescue mom and dad. We will need food and wood while we hide from the bad men. Will do exercises later.
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Found a tunnel under my home. Went down the ladder and explored. I nearly got lost and was almost killed by traps. Bad men with guns also in caves as well. I must be careful, but good news I found new ways to spy on bad men.
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Somethings wrong. Went out to gather food from the forest when I smelled a familiar scent in air, then was attacked by dogs. Killed them, but they were all wrong. Decayed and their scent was like mine. What's happening, what bad men are doing?
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Went to spy on bad men, something is wrong with them. They are sick, decaying and starting to smell similar to me. I am afraid, bad men are becoming monsters like me. Mom and Dad are in trouble. Must start the plan early. Caves also became too dangerous to use monsters roam down there. And many ways to the mansion are blocked.
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This will probably be my last journal entry. The bad men are turning into monsters like me. What happened to me is happening them. They are eating bad men who aren't monsters. Some of them turned red and became stronger, vicious. Bad, very bad must gather food and wood, and watch the mansion for a little while longer before starting the plan. Don't worry mom, dad, your daughter is coming. Bad men wanted a monster they will get a monster.