Dear... journal thing.

So. They're gone. On their way back to Cinci. They're probably really relieved, too.

Okay, that was mean. Mom cried. But Lindy's gotta be relieved I won't be around anymore saying weird things and messing up the delicate social balances of her world. God, she's probably always going to hate me now. And I think Rick thinks I'm scary...

I take it back. It's not mean to think they're relieved not to have me around anymore. They should be relieved. I made life hell for them. I want them to be relieved.

I've been checking out Middle Area a little. I got lost yesterday and this weird guy was talking about how he could make people's problems go away if they signed some kind of contract. I think he was an evangelist or something. I don't know. He gave me the creeps so I didn't stick around. And I found the high school's chat room online last night. That was pretty cool. This guy Jonathan took a Visible Man doll and a Visible Horse doll and made a Visible Centaur out of them. He's bringing it to school on Monday, so hopefully I'll get to see it. Everybody was really cool and nice and friendly.

Maybe I can start feeling relieved, too. That'd be so nice.