The Analyzing of Ticci Toby by Timothy Wright

Entry #14.5

I don't know where I should write this. Jeff's entries are the obvious choice, but it's Toby's business, so...Fuck it. I'm writing it here.

I found out just how Jeffery Woods knows so much shit. He and Jack are both on my shit list right now.

A while ago, I came home to find the documentation on Tobias' asylum visits and interviews had been taken from where I hid them. Originally, I had no real idea who had taken them or given me them, but I suspected Jack after he mentioned them back then.

I pulled Jack aside today, and questioned him about Jeff. He admitted that the Woods boy was the one who had taken them from my room, had read through them and shoved them into Jack's possession. EJ still has them. Had them. He gave them to me, said I should have a look.

Jeff was in my room, has gone through my things. If he found this analysis...

Jack just shrugged when I called him out for not telling me about this, so I'm just ignoring him.

I have them now, along with my notebook that I do these in. I've left the house, and I'm in town, hidden amongst the stacks of books in the library. I have stuff to do here anyway, so I have an excuse to stay away from Toby right now. I think I'll spend tonight going through everything.

I know I shouldn't, that Tobias won't like it, but I honestly can't convince myself not to. I'll make it up to him.

Brian stopped in on his way back. I don't know how he knew I was there considering I broke into the library, but he did. He just sat down beside me and went to sleep.

That's about as close to his approval right now as I'm going to get, so I better start going through them.

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I've been writing this for a year. Oh man. Next entry will be out soon!