Alice Montgomery, 9th September 2010
I need to leave this place. It has become clear to me the darkness is not finished with our family. It is coming after me too. It has teased, taunted, tortured and tormented me to the point where I cannot sleep at night and I only catch my rest during the day. My life is at rock bottom and I wish I could be wherever you and Mum and Dad are. I don't know what is going on around me. I am forced to go to counselling, told to interact with the other people living here. I cannot. They are ugly, they are freakish, they are too bright. They all try to invade my space, trying to ask me questions about what happened. I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to revive memories of that night; the night when the darkness took everything I love. I stay up in this prison most of the day, but the curtains are always flung open and I stay away from the shadows. I miss everyone I used to know, everything I used to know.
I must bid you adieu, baby brother, to turn away the people knocking once again at my door. But I need to ask you one last thing… why did you have to die?