The diary of a long lost Winchester. Also known as my diary. (please tell me what you think I should put in the next diary entry and how many years or months since the last entry. Thanks!)


2. February 20th, 1989

            I waked this morning to make Mommy break fast because it is her BIRTHDAY! I goed to her room and I saw a lot of red stuff. First I thought it was paint. But it wasn't! Mommy was all ripped apart! I screamed LOUDLY! Good thing mommy had taught me the phone number of this old trucker guy. Don't remember his name. He lives in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. Anyway, I called him. I didn't know who else to call. He came and got me and brought me to his house. He said that I can call him Bobby. I guess it was 'cause I keeped calling him Sir. I had to call my Daddy Sir. Bobby called someone I heard the name John. I like Bobby. He yelled at this John guy. He said, "You need to get your ass over here and bring 'em boys too! Don't argue you Idjet!"


Well, This is DJ reporting to her diary, and I'm out of here!

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