THE DIARY OF ONE MISS FREDDIE FACILER

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[on the bedside table, there is a pile of papers ripped off the notepad. they are covered in notes, written in a neat hand.]

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WEEK 2

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I’ve adopted two voodoo dolls, through no fault of my own. I guess I’m just destined for this stuff.

[there is a conspicuous difference between the above and below writing. the latter is harsh and aggressive, like the pen was pressed down hard into the paper.]

mim died. good riddance. not sure how i’ll explain it to maddy, but. not sure she’ll really care all that much, either.
the doll did it. she egged him into it. but the phantom wants his blood.
randall is gonna die for what he did to me. don’t mess with my head.
that’s why I’m mad. has to be. can’t be that. why would I care if his feelings got hurt. when have I ever cared at all.
he knows I didn’t mean it.