(..) Maybe... Okay. Bob is real! He's been having me since I was twelve. And the diary was hidden too well. There is no other person who could've known where it was. He comes in through my window at night. (..)

(..) # All around me.. # ...down at my shoes... # And they're so far away from me... # Man, I can't believe it... # I got a real indication... My secret diary... there are pages missing. Who would do that? Bob. But Bob is not real. There are pages torn out! (..)