6/3/604
Sis? Oh, man, Jimmy’s in deep now. I saw your ghost today, she goes by Dume, but I swear… she’s you. How can that be? Tell me sis, tell me it isn’t you… Gods this was supposed to be my new start. A new world, new job and Master William had it all planned out to give the store to me. Then he died.
You died. He died. Mom, dad. All the people that died before me who aren’t supposed to die then and lil’ Jimmy is all that’s left. Little run away Jimmy. Damn it all, sis.
One day I’ll make this right. I’ll find that monster and stick him. I swear to you little sis… he pay for making you dance. If it’s the last thing I do, I’ll get that bastard.
I know now… there is no starting over. No fresh starts, just new days and ghosts always find their way to haunt you… so no more running. No more hiding. The next dark shadow that I hide in will be where I slit my enemies throat from.
I’m sorry. Sis. I tried. I tried to forget the past like you said. But the past is a wraith that won’t let me be, so I’m done hiding from it. Time to learn how to put it back in tbe grave, if only to give you the peace you deserve.