Nyxia, 23 November

I hate her so much ! I don't want to be friends with her anymore ! I'm such a good friend who doesn't make everything a competition unlike her. I don't deserve someone as cheap as her. I deserve better. I need some water. The water is so cold from the sweater weather outside. So, I take a bottle of it to the kettle and heat it to normal temperature. Maybe I should have taken this easily, maybe I'm the one who is blowing this up. I should ask sorry, because she must be feeling hurt. After I bottle the water and come back to the living room to apologize to her, only to find her missing. My heart beats faster than usual. What if she takes a bad choice from what I said ? What if I become guilty of a crime ? What am I going to tell to her parents ? Oh. My. God. I just wanna go back in time to fix this. "Don't freak out ; You can do this, yes you can. Be calm. Be calm.", I tell to myself. I search around the house, hoping to find something that can help me find her, or better, hoping to find her.After scramming through the music room, I rush downstairs to my car and start driving as fast as possible. There's no trace of her teal Eniak. As if I could see anything in this pitch black darkness.  

It's 3 in the morning. After a solid 3 hours of searching for her, I have lost hope. I can't find her. My sister will be back by 21st of December. I'll go to school on 20th of December. She's dumb enough to believe that I have been attending school regularly. Until then, I'm going to go to Dewston, it's the nearest.

I reach the place-Hotel Ms. Bonfire. What a weird name. As I had paid the woman downstairs, I was walking up to my room. The keys said 'Room No. 12' but they actually fit room eleven. Just as I opened the room, I felt like stepping into paradise. The scent, the silence, and the loneliness - in a good way.But who knows ? Someone might be under my bed, waiting to kill me. "Come on, don't be silly" I thought to myself. But things took a dark turn as I started observing the paintings and the flowers. It was all too creepy.The flower which very much looked like rose, was named "Bloody Redington". The painting portrayed a woman sitting on a chair with a humongous nail right through her temples. Ouch. Must've hurt. I've been paranoid since the fight with Cece. I really need to hit the bed and sleep for atleast a solid 2 hours. I just received a voice note from her. Ugh, I don't care about her anymore. She was just not the right person for me. I mean, which friend would want to seize power over her friend ? Well, she did.