Chapter 88

{Keyboard typing} Today's entry 18/08/09 *Dear diary... Why does it feel like a week has passed since the last time I was here? It was just a day? Wow, a whole lot had happened in just that one day and we have a lot of catching up to do. It's quite crazy how fast things change you know. It almost feels like time skips as soon as you close your eyes and before you know it, you've lived a thousand years. I can't discern the entire situation but all I know is that Uncle Ken had snapped and asides the injury on Aunt Mel's foot and mum's paranoia, Stacey got most of the action. I had overheard mum asking Aunt Mel questions that didn't make much sense to me. It seems like they were planning on taking Stacey for therapy and I don't understand. Wasn't therapy for adults? Why would a 9 year old child need therapy? I also heard something about PTSD, I had intentions to look it up when I came here but apparently, I haven't. Oh, I almost forgot, Jay Harley has a nephew, I don't have the full