Dear Diary, Journal ent Fuck it
I probably shouldn't be writing this down but....god I need to do something. I can't tell anyone afterall. And....I can't just do nothing to get this out. So.....
My teacher is dead. Well, I Killed him. Unintentionally. God how I wrote that makes it sound so easy. I didn't mean to, but....I just wanted to teach him a lesson for what he did. Beat him, maybe cripple him if I could. I didn't think he would right back, I panicked, I hit him too hard.....and I couldn't call anyone. They'd know I did this. So I just....put him out of his misery after that.
Then I was stuck with a body. I couldn't leave it there. There's a spot I found to leave it in, not that I'll leave that information here. managed to get it there, asshole is HEAVY but well......I had time.
Yeah, I'm writing this post....getting away with it? It sounds sick but I did. I needed a plan obviously but well....it is the middle of the woods. So I got to leave most of the work to scavengers. I ended up going back to hurry what was left though. I kept getting terrified someone would come across it, find something that'd link back to me.
But.......I'm not sure how I feel. Shouldn't killing someone make you feel awful for months? Everyone is safe from him now though......so maybe what I did wasn't actually that bad.....either way I won't be doing it again.
