14th November

He knows something is wrong. He found where I tipped the gruel. He said if I don’t eat it He’ll either let me starve to death or He’ll Punish me. Maybe 1 of those options will fix the problem and I won’t have to be afraid of His reaction anymore. All though I have a suspicion this might be one of those situations where the cure could be worse than the problem. I’ll have to think about that, and get back to you. Or me. Or who ever. I think I might be developing a split personality. That could be fun. I wouldn’t be lonely anymore. Maybe I should try it. Keep myself company. I just hope my other personality has a good sense of humour. And smells better to. Cause this one stinks (I think).