Then, do you want to be lucky?

[ Entry: May 7, 2020 — Night (11:31 PM) Thursday

What are little shits? My fucking pigs of a sibling.

What is crap? Their pathetic, insignificant lives.

If I'm going to be a convict, my offense will be murder. 

I won't settle for less!

I swear if I see those little sh*ts again, that's it! 

I'll end them. Bury them alive.

No mercy… ]

Devon pursed her lips as her mind short-circuited on reading the entry before the first one she read. It was actually a long rant with murder detail of how the old Devon would murder her siblings, but Devon couldn't read it longer.

"That's… extreme." Lewis was just as equally mortified as Devon as he read it whole. "I didn't know you hate them that much."