Dear Diary, Tonight's the night I leave Oregon. I've packed my bags with only what I can carry, at least twenty cans of food, clothes, a pillow, my cell phone, whatever amount of money I have in my wallet, a hunting knife, and my 9mm handgun. I'm going to take the fire escape, because I don't want any other students to see me leave, along with the fact that it probably knows I want to leave and it's right outside my room waiting for me. I think I'm just going to sprint to my car and hope for the best. Well, here it goes.