I am not being told the truth and my time is nearly up. I will not have time to escape. I was hoping to get a grant and some loans to go back to school and learn a trade, something I could use my talents or interests for but it cannot happen soon enough. Jesseca has said that she will get me to New York and fix me up for a job somehow, even working for her but I don't see how she can.
I love you, Dana. I was a good friend to you. I wish you'd known it.
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