Shakespeare Diary Entry

To those who care enough to read, pass on the message:

I would like to start by saying that I already know, without even being alive to see it, that the only people that will read this are these monsters working at this mental institution, who’s hearts burn as hot as hell. I know that my family does not know that I knew, but I knew even before they sent me off. I knew what each one of them thought of me. I knew that they did not love me or care. As much as they believe I am the crazy one, I am not. I am the one who knows their secrets and their thoughts, I am the reason they worry about what they have done wrong. The only reason they wanted to lock me up was so they could be safe from their wrong doings. I am not crazy, I never was, but I am done being here. I am done. Your secrets are done being secrets as well. Anse is as rotten as Addie. She hated him, she did. Anse, if they do tell you this, that I wrote this …that I took my life… I hope that they tell you that she cheated on you with a man of the church. Addie was rotten to the core even before her body was actually rotting. You two were perfect for each other with your rotten souls and just filled with too much hate to see it, so now I hope you die a painful death because I know this death of me, will not even harm you. You will continue
I know that you will not be pained by this death of me. You will not be pained because you do not care. You are the most self-centered Burden child. I hope that the world knows what you did with Lafe. You will not be pained of my death because nothing matters mores to you than taking the life of your unborn child. You truly are the burning hell of the family, wishing death on Addie so that you can place the shadow of death onto another human being. Give Vardman to someone else to care for. You are not worthy. You are not worthy to care for our brother if you cannot even bare a child that was made in your own