Hello again today I talked to yin. I bugged her about who this mysterious one was and she finally let it slip that she was the one of us who had actually gotten to grow to what is known as a "teenager" letting that detail out made yin angry so I didnt bug her any further. Instead I let her talk about her self.

She had told me with great pride that she had been loved by our parents and she had been their favorite.

I knew she was lying how ever with glowing white eyes that belonged to those of a monster I knew that mama and papa could not love her either.

She told me that she had been playing in the yard in the driveway like mama had told her to when papa had not seen her coming home running her over and ending her life that night. She tells me that papa had done it on accident not meaning to hit her. It was because he had been drunk at a party with his friends and couldn't see her since it was night that he had hit her she said.

How ever I knew that with eyes that glowed brighter then the moon itself it was impossible to have missed her glowing beams of light.

I had heard mama and papa talk about how number 2 had been a mistake before they became lovey every and kissed.

I would never tell yin this she deserved to be happy. I didn't mind her bragging or her telling me she was better then me it made her feel better about herself so she could keep denying the truth she never wanted to hear. That she wasn't loved....what child wants to know that their short life they lived of their parents loving them was all a lie? That their parents truly hated them.

No child wanted to know that they wanted to live in the illusion that they were cared for. So I would let yin live in that illusion.

I would wait till yin went to play with her undead play mates to go bust the past and see the truth of her death. However I did want to find out about number one. But until I knew more about them and knew their name my clock would forbid me from going to their past or any memories yin had with them in it.

Yin doesn't know yet that my parents plan to kill me she has not heard their discussions.

I won't worry her with such trival matters I can deal with that alone.

Tomorrow I will use flattery to leak info on this mysterious number 1.