We found her. We found Zara in the woods by the road by her car. And we found her buried.
Someone knows what happened to my friend. Someone buried Phzarius Larant out in the woods between Monday the 30th and now, someone knew what happened to her. It's been eighteen days and maybe we could've done something. Maybe not. But we could've found her sooner at least, I don't know why we waited. And someone in this town knows what happened to her, and maybe now they know that we know. Maybe they know that we found her, and now we're in danger. AND WHO WOULD WANT TO KILL ZARA????? Is it a serial killer?? Is it someone she knew??? Is it someone WE knew??????? And everyone in the town is acting how you'd expect at the news, but one of them did it! How can I trust anyone now?????????? And what if I'm next???? Or Cathy, or Rivka, or someone else?? How am I supposed to prevent that? I don't think I could handle someone else dying I really don't. At least if they kill me i have this record, all these posts and whatnot. Maybe I should write something. A note or a will or something like that. Instructions on how to care for Nosy, Rosloff, and Scandal. An explain for everything. I'll give it some thought.
But like I said, we found Zara. Cathy and I set out on our bikes and went past Rivka. Somehow we managed to get her to come along. Rivka, if you're somehow ever reading this, I'm so so sorry. In a way I can't really express. We all biked out to the woods, and searched for a while. The flashlights were helpful, but the woods are massive and very very dark. I don't even really remember how it happened, someone noticed something and we just sort of stopped, and looked. Disturbed dirt, kind of weird looking. Well anyway.
Point in, we found her. I did most of the digging, and Cathy and Rivka hugged nearby. I don't remember it well, but my arms still hurt from digging. I do remember thinking that whoever put her there didn't care about her in the slightest.
Obvious thing to say, I guess, but she was just sort of. You know. Well, maybe I do remember it. I don't think I need to write it down though, I think I'll always remember it. I miss her so much it's crazy. If she was here she could help me out, I know she would have answers. She always did, and if she didn't she could get them. She'd understand this more than Cathy or Rivka. …I wish I could call her.
We found her. We found Zara in the woods by the road by her car. And we found her buried.
Someone knows what happened to my friend. Someone buried Phzarius Larant out in the woods between Monday the 30th and now, someone knew what happened to her. It's been eighteen days and maybe we could've done something. Maybe not. But we could've found her sooner at least, I don't know why we waited. And someone in this town knows what happened to her, and maybe now they know that we know. Maybe they know that we found her, and now we're in danger. AND WHO WOULD WANT TO KILL ZARA????? Is it a serial killer?? Is it someone she knew??? Is it someone WE knew??????? And everyone in the town is acting how you'd expect at the news, but one of them did it! How can I trust anyone now?????????? And what if I'm next???? Or Cathy, or Rivka, or someone else?? How am I supposed to prevent that? I don't think I could handle someone else dying I really don't. At least if they kill me i have this record, all these posts and whatnot. Maybe I should write something. A note or a will or something like that. Instructions on how to care for Nosy, Rosloff, and Scandal. An explain for everything. I'll give it some thought.
But like I said, we found Zara. Cathy and I set out on our bikes and went past Rivka. Somehow we managed to get her to come along. Rivka, if you're somehow ever reading this, I'm so so sorry. In a way I can't really express. We all biked out to the woods, and searched for a while. The flashlights were helpful, but the woods are massive and very very dark. I don't even really remember how it happened, someone noticed something and we just sort of stopped, and looked. Disturbed dirt, kind of weird looking. Well anyway.
Point in, we found her. I did most of the digging, and Cathy and Rivka hugged nearby. I don't remember it well, but my arms still hurt from digging. I do remember thinking that whoever put her there didn't care about her in the slightest.
Obvious thing to say, I guess, but she was just sort of. You know. Well, maybe I do remember it. I don't think I need to write it down though, I think I'll always remember it. I miss her so much it's crazy. If she was here she could help me out, I know she would have answers. She always did, and if she didn't she could get them. She'd understand this more than Cathy or Rivka. …I wish I could call her.
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