This is from my little black book that I carry with me, almost always. I made a summary of a week back in October-November in it. Here it is. Enjoy.
-Friday-
The morning was drenched in gloom. The only thing on my mind was the coming rain. I walked quietly down the streets of De La Peltrie. Thoughts ravaged my mind like a buzzsaw. What would I do? Where would I turn?

I was a high school student with nothing to lose in the cold urban night.

I had stumbled onto something big. Somehow, I had a feeling this would get worse.

The screen flickered off, and I looked on as all the others turned off in unison. One by one, they went dark, every screen. Darker than the night.
(Later on...)
The screen blinked on, row by row, the darkness faded away.

People I didn't know, walking up to me, asking me by name. It scared me. I don't know about angels... but it's fear that gives men wings.

The pressure kept building, and I forced it back. Their questions and my inability to answer. I wondered who would snap first?

I didn't know if I could go through with this. The pressure kept building, rising. I was going to snap.
But when I do, I'll be sure to take some people with me.

The pressure rose, it kept building. Like a kettle about to let go of it's steam, I was at my boiling point.

I made a mistake. I had the wrong binder. I felt as if I had walken three steps past the cliff's edge.

Tomorrow, Monday's entry.