(#8 7/12/2012)
I didn’t chop Jenna up. I don’t know why. She wasn’t that good a friend, but, somehow, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Instead, I dumped her and her leg in the river and she turned up a few days ago.
The police are investigating her death, but they haven’t questioned me yet. I know they will. I know they’ll find this blog and I’ll be through. Sometimes, I think I should confess. But then, I have to remind myself what will happen.
This doesn’t feel as good as it used to.
Murder My Tears 
Seriously, if this is a joke, you need to make that clear, because this all looks way too real.
Stop being so naive. This is not a joke!
I’ve called the police and told them about this website. Someone had to do it.
(rolling eyes) You’re a real-life hero. Protecting the internet from horror stories.
Good for you!
Seriously? This was totally a fictional thing!