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October 5, 2009 Dear Diary, Well, Jazz's still pissed, but we got him a copy of Nintendogs and he seems to be all right so far. He got a Shiba Inu and named it Maeve it's Medb, Edward!. Whatever. Where'd you even get a name like that? Rosalie: She's a badass Celtic warrior queen who went to war with her jerk ex-husband. *Pause* Speaking of which, why would I even HAVE an abusive ex-fiancé to leave me for dead? Me: That was like a week ago. Why're you bringing it up now? Rosalie: Never test the limits of my memory, LITTLE brother. Jasper: Besides, I'm training her to kill Joan. Me: ... It's a virtual puppy, Jazz. How's it gonna ki

October 4, 2009 Dear Diary, She dragged me there kicking and screaming. Literally. Six AM she was at our house, banging on the doors and screaming for me. We managed to ignore her until eight, when the vibrations knocked Maria's bowl off Jazz's nightstand. Poor goldfish never had a chance. Jazz made us all dress in mourning for her. I mean, seriously? She was a nice fish and all, but sheesh! Well, Dad gave up and sent me down again so he could deal with Jasper. No one could handle two people screaming at once. She tells me she's taking me to church so I can repent for killing Emmett. I told her Emmett was still alive, which was more than I

Stalker Evidence Diary, Chapter 2 September 21, 2009, 11 PM. Dear Diary, Well, today everyone in school was talking about Joan (Apparently, that is her name) and how she was almost roadkill. I was leaving the building when I overheard her and that blonde talking. Okay... Here's where I start worrying. She thinks I saved her from the bus. By jumping in front of it and stopping it, because THAT makes sense. But that, that could just be standard ravings if it weren't for the OTHER problem. Apparently, I visited her in her house last night. I went home and barricaded myself in my room until Jasper and Rosalie came back with the supplies, a

September 30, 2009- Part Two 5:45 PM Dear Diary, Sorry about that, but she's finally gone. I'm not too scarred, so I think I can recount this. So. When we got home, Joan started chattering about how church-like the house was. Incidentally, she said it was Gothic/Romantic style. Isn't that two different styles? Well, we went inside. Esme and Dad were pretty worried when they saw Joan clamping onto my arm, so they hovered around. Told Joan the family story- you know, Mom died when Alice was a baby, Esme left her first husband after the twins were born, met a few years ago, got married, and of course Alice and Jazz started dating shortly bef

Stalker Evidence Diary, Entry 3 September 28, 2009 Dear Diary, Joan's been out of school all week, but Jenny says she'll be back on Wednesday. Apparently the psychiatrist thinks she's fit to be in public school. Y'know, somehow. If she's still acting weird then, we're having an intervention. Better to stop this early. September 30, 2009 Dear Diary, 7:30 AM Welcome back to Forks High School, home of the Titanium Sporks. Today, you're here to help me with Joan. Anything related to this case will be recorded for the police investigation. Jenny Donnelly: Hey, is that that evidence notebook you were talking about yesterday? Me: This?

Stalker Evidence Diary of Edward Mason Cullen, page 132 September 18, 2009* Dear Diary: Yeah, I know I said I wouldn't need to write in you after the... incident with that Twila girl. Turns out I was wrong. Dead wrong. Seems like a new girl moved to Forks again. Lovely start to the school year, huh? Well, that clinches it- I thought I was just being paranoid after last time. Let me start at the beginning, 'cause when the police find you, they're gonna want to know the details. After little miss "Beautiful Psycho" went off to the insane asylum last May, the family decided we needed a break from Forks. The day after school let out for the