Five: LOUIS

From The Diary Of Louis Vangough

The new man who moved into the house right next to me was found up in the attic. The funeral is scheduled for Wednesday. I didn't know him well, but I'm going to be nice. He would have liked me too.

Some say that he tripped over a nail or he fell on a loose floorboard. I don't think that's true. His body was stained with dried blood and a knife was at his side. He was obviously murdured or he killed himself. Even though he was new to this town, everyone I know is coming. It doesn't make sense to not go. So I shall.

I will wear my nice suit and in my pocket there will be a hankerchief, because I know I won't be able to stand a minute with out sobbing.

Louis Vangough

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