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Jesse’s Lost Journal — by Mark Patton

Entry 13, 1982

After last night I needed to sleep and it was easy to stay home sick. I do look like crap and feel awful.

I am trying to wrap my mind around what is happening and really sleep does not help.

When I sleep I begin this journey which is hard to explain but I will try…

It seems my body disappears and I become pure spirit or maybe my soul takes on a light form. It feels as if someone has taken my body, that man is mostly likely the one person who has this power.

When I return from the dream, I have my body again but there is some small wound and I know the wound (like the one on my hip, which covered my underwear with blood) are given to me as a message. That I have been used and I have no control.

I have three wounds now and none can be seen unless I am naked. I do not want mom to see them… as I cannot explain without seeming crazy… maybe I am.

Right now I try to close my eyes to rest but not sleep. Just like the speed freaks at my last school. I know that hell has arrived… I need some help as the killing is about to begin… thank God I am able to protect the ones I love… that is the deal with the man… no killing of the people I love… or I will commit suicide and he will have no body again… my dreams, my God, help me.

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