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April 25th 1985
It’s been a painful few days for me recently. It feels like everything that goes slightly well for me always has to be unfairly crushed by some sort of sick joke by some cosmic entity. I thought ever since I killed Charlotte I would be free from this, that I would get to live out my days free from the prying eyes of all the worthless morons like Henry that would flex his superiority over me and the lower iq idiots that couldn’t understand my genius but I was wrong.
Sure I lost Evan a year later thanks to Michael’s malicious actions against the boy but that’s alright, he wasn’t important to me. Of course I cared for him, he was a piece to my perfect family that was better than anything Henry had done with Hannah but that’s all the boy was. A trophy, I understood that I had to take some karma from the world for Charlotte’s early demise and while I would have preferred for the universe to have taken the failure that people force me to call a son, I was alright with Evan’s death. I will say it’s still funny a year and a half after Evan’s death, Michael still gets so upset at it. It’s almost impressive that I can just say his name and Michael crumbles. I didn’t think he was capable of having a heart but I guess I was wrong just slightly on him.
That however wasn’t the end of it no, no, no. A few weeks ago I found something out, recently Clair has been going out a lot more than usual, that wouldn’t be an issue, she and Hannah used to go out constantly after all but that was when Hannah was still around. Ever since Hannah left Henry and moved to a different town, Clair hadn’t gone out of the house unless needed until recently. Almost every week she has been leaving me alone with Michael and Elizabeth which is just wrong, she knows that I’m a very busy man and I have to handle so much, leaving me with the kids is too much for me to take.
So I did something and dug around and I found out why Clair has been going out so frequently. She’s cheating on me. I found her in a cafe with this new “friend” of hers drinking tea and laughing. This friend is Samual’s manager at his job, Nathan Schimdt is the guy's name. As I write this, I can feel my blood boil with rage. I have been nothing but kind, amazing and considerate to Clair but yet this whore still has the gull to throw everything that I have done for her right back into my face. I have done nothing to her and yet she still thinks that cheating on me with this pathetic waste of man. He’s not even good looking, he hasn’t got the luxury that I give her. She’s cheating on me with dirt. I’ve always feared that Clair had been cheating on me with Henry especially knowing the history of those dating when they were teenagers but this is substantially worse.
I want her dead. I want her out of my life, just like Michael. They just had to ruin everything for me. If Clair hadn’t wanted to keep Michael when we were being reckless drunken fools after our wedding we wouldn’t be in this situation. God, give me strength, it’s getting harder and harder to not just walk up to them and slit their throats while they’re asleep. It would be so easy to do and it would free me from their worthless, pathetic existence but I can’t because of Elizabeth.
If there is one member of this complete bastardisation that I’m forced to call a family I can’t harm it’s Elizabeth. She’s the only person who truly understands me and listens to me. Sure she recently spent time with that Brooks girl, Cassidy I think her name was, and went behind my back when I told her to not be friends or waste time on that poor dirty bag but that’s besides the point. Apart from inviting filth and talking constantly about how “pretty” the Brooks girl is or even how bad she felt that she had no friends other than Evan, actually the more I think about it the more I realise how much Elizabeth talks about Brooks but that’s besides the point.
Elizabeth is the big reason for why I can’t kill Michael or Clair because I did, Elizabeth would either have to live or die. There isn’t a reason for why Elizabeth should die because of her mother and brother’s actions, I’m not petty enough to end my daughter’s life over the fact she talks to a single girl when I told her not to. Overall, Elizabeth has been a good girl, she’s listened to me and takes my word as gospel, she’s friends with the mayor’s daughter for that reason. Cutting her life short would be cruel and if I killed her as well I would be the prime suspect but if I leave her alive then that’s also suspicious. If only my wife and son got killed with Elizabeth and myself living then it would be so odd and then I would be blamed. Detective Burke isn’t stupid he would find a way to match the murders to me.
But I can’t just sit down and do nothing, I need to let this anger out at something and I think I have an idea. I’ve been mulling it over the past day but I’ve been thinking about it and I think it’s the best way to let everything out. Maybe I should kill a few kids, it’s not going to be a high number more like four at maximum and I know the best way to do it. The problem is that I need to find the kids, I can’t go recklessly into my plan without knowing anything about those kids so I need to be observant. I already have one child in mind and I’ll just say I hope the mayor won’t be upset that one of his two daughters won’t be around for too much longer.
William Afton.