Petersham High School - Hilltop Yearbook (Petersham, MA)

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Strange I am going to be killed! Horizons I That strange, terrifying thought has driven me mad during the last two weeks. How weird that it should start'on my birthday, this pursuit of my life. Gne day, it was'a car, racing madly'down the wrong side, my side, of the street, then a loose stair, a piece of wood on the'cellar steps Who is trying to kill me? 'I have no known enemies. J . J A man, I donft know him, comes and'asks me questions about the little people.I see. Little people! I explained'to him that they are as big as he is: Very nice people,'too. 'I'talk to them about all my troubles, and they, at least, listen. Jim says'I talk to myselfg poor man, he must be blind, not to see them. He says that the car was just a coincidence, maybe he plans my death. That man, Jim called him I Y u HDoctorW, comes here quite often. I wonder why,'I'm not sick. Just because I can'see people that Jim canlt see, a doctor comes. He can see them. He's'nice. Maybe I can convince him that Jim is trying to kill me, 3 The doctor, he doesn't know he's one, says I must go away, but he won't tell nn why. He must know that Jim ist planning to kill me, and he plans-to protect me while he gets proof. I must Q0 to a nice quiet place, Malcolm, the doctor, says.' Lots of people will be there, and'the hostess will wear white. 'Strange, I had a white gown once, long ago, and Jim liked it very much. I heard Jim talking to Malcolm this morning. 'I couldn't hear very well, but it was something about Ha year, maybe . longer.U' Jim can't be going away, and I'm just going on a vacation. - My vacation is planned. Malcolm and Jim say I nmst go stay all the time, he'll come will be there with me, though the people. I wonder'what Na Malcolm is going away, I I want ed to'go see Mother, but with Malcolm! Jim can't come and and visit me, he says.. Malcolm and he says we will talk with year, maybe longern meansg maybe ' J My head achesg Jim says I'm talking to myself again, I think Jim is going crazy! Rosalie Clarkifhi

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