BloodyMusic2012

   Ok I'm very convinced that Nero has a thing for mom. He won't leave her alone...he's been here like...every day and he looks at me weird. I don't really like. I used to, but now he's acting very strange. I'm gonna find out what he's up to.   But in other news, I met this weird show-offy guy. Ben, I think. He says he knew my dad right before he died. He seems to know a lot about my life and what happened in the past. I don't know how he got all this information, but I'm gonna make sure he tells me. He's very mysterious and he doesn't talk about his own past at all. I'm very suspicious about it all, but there's something telling me that i

   Life is a horror show. The things I'm seeing on TV are hellish to say the least. Nero promises good health and that he can guarantee it because he used to be a doctor. I mean, yeah he's got a medical degree....and a degree in Psychology, teaching and he invented so much crap that it's crazy. You'd think it'd be nice to have a family friend with so much money and knowledge.   He came over to visit earlier and he spoke with my mom in private. I can't help but not trust him. I feel like something's up. After the "Great Departure", as scientists are calling it, The New World Order had no purpose anymore to exterminate anyone. Lucky us.  

   So my father's funeral was melancholy. I was the only one not crying. I can't understand why it wasn't any kind of big deal to me. Oh well...that's the past and I have to move on. Nero has been visiting us more often since my father was murdered. He acts like he cares but I can see through his facade. There's something about his attitude...I think he likes my mom. I don't know though. I won't let him touch her though. There tends to be no one in his way when he wants something. Opposition either gets sick or simply dies. But I'm not gonna worry about that right now.   In other news, the Pastor at my church told me things that filled me

   Last night...I...I lost my father. He was shot down by a thief before my father could call the cops. I knew it was too dangerous to take a walk in Central Park. But no...no one listens to good sense anymore. I'm so tired of life in this Hell on earth and I don't think I can take it anymore. If things don't change, I don't know where I'll go or what I'll do. I wanna run away. I don't wanna be here anymore. I can't just leave though...what about mom? What would happen to her if I go? I can't leave...not now.   anyways, America has a bit more of my respect. The President still refuses to be a part of the new world order. We are still the l

I am afraid. I can't seem to keep calm, at all, to be exact. Everything I see on the news, online and in the paper...America isn't the same anymore. Its not a nation that is indivisible. It is not a nation of freedom. It is not a nation under God anymore. I mean...This is just great. The moment when I start to live for Him again, the nation that I live in starts talk about banning all "religion". As it is, over half the world vanished already. Nobody knows what happened. There are plenty of dumb conspiracies going around, but I was never one for listening to freaking idiots.   I also have noticed small quakes in the earth, but no seismic a