Chapter October 31, 2001 - Ivy
Poison Wood Therapeutic Academy for Girls
Kisatchie National Forest
Ivy
Dear Diary,
All the girls are talking about tonight. Wait, I don’t think I’ve ever told you about Halloween.
So, we all have to go out to this old graveyard and B.O.
—I seriously still can’t even write that without laughing and now you know who is asking what I’m laughing about.
I tell her nothing. I’m propped up in bed with this journal hidden in my science textbook against my knees.
So anyway B.O. plays a story about the lady who died in the school’s basement on a record player.
On. A. Record. Player. Sounds stupid but it’s actually kind of creepy.
Only seniors and freshmen go out. The seniors hide in the trees of the oaks that overhang the cemetery and B.O.
leads the freshmen out and then the seniors scare the shit of them.
This year, we’re juniors.
But, we may have a little prank up our sleeves. Shhhh, don’t tell Baldy. HAHA!
Jasmine
Dear Diary,
I know I’m going to get blamed for this.
Meadow
Dear Diary,
Ohmygod I’m freaking out. Something bad happened. Something really really really bad happened.