It’s been a couple of months. I’m still working at the dinner. I have made this my home. I’ve rented my own place. It’s very tiny and I barely get by with my money. In fact if I didn’t get the leftovers at the dinner I would most likely have starved. It is a difficult life, but I love every second of it. I love the town and the people. They are so untouched by the outside world. It is like we live in our own little bubble. The people here have come to know me and my real story. They will never sell me out. The Bree disguise has changed over the months. My hair is still dark brown, but now I’m also wearing glasses. I do cute wings and a blushed nose. To finish off the look I spray on freckles from a hack I saw online using root touch up. I look completely different. Even my style of dressing has changed. I bet if Emmett walked into the dinner and talked to me he wouldn’t recognize me. I wonder about Declan still. I miss him and I still love him even though it is ridiculous. I can’t help it. I know by now that he has graduated and has moved into a house with Ashley. I’ve grown to hate her even though I hardly know her. They were probably a match and they hardly had a choice. I know the programme is the real villain here, but it is easier to hate her instead of a programme that is full of people there isn’t just one person to blame. I hate that though. I hate that I hate her and I don’t know who the head of the program is. No one knows. All we know is that it is a group of people that came up with the idea. I keep imagining a bunch of middle aged people who were sitting around a fire pit on a fancy patio sipping wine as they laughed. One of them brought it up as a joke and someone else took it seriously and before they knew it they were actually talking about it. All of them admitting their insecurities about their marriages that are unhappy in the farce of a life they live. I imagine that they had money and that was that. Emmett has come back a couple of times. They couldn’t find me at the airport. They looked at the cameras as they didn’t see me so they thought I lied. They keep coming back here because this was the last place anyone ever saw me. The one time Emmett even stayed a couple of days to make sure that I wasn’t here. It was a problem because I couldn’t go to work. I made even less money that month. It was a really hard month. Due to him doing that I got back on track of destroying the program. I have been collecting stories while working at the Diner. I always find the most interesting stories. This lead me to a very big decision. I wrote a story down and took it to the printers in the next town over. I printed a 100 copies of the story and then I went back to my hometown for the first time. I went to a hundred houses and put this story in their mail boxes. Then I went home. The printing only cost 15$, but the traveling costs were expensive. It meant that I would have another rough month, but I didn’t care. At least they would have some bad publicity. It was worth it. The fact that I had printed a copy at the tiny printing shop in my new town and then I went to make copies myself meant no one could link it to me. The story I had printed had no name or any way of them tracking it. Someone had taken a photo of the story and put it on i********: with a caption of ‘Is this true?’ many people shared it before the programmes lawyers took it down. Just because it was down doesn’t mean that they stopped it. Everyone was talking about it. Since it was such a success I decided I needed to go bigger. I got a very smaller place to It is basically a closet. It fits my bed, has a closet and end table. The bathroom has a shower and a toilet. It's very simple, but I had more money. The next week I printed 200 of the next story. I went to two different towns that alao participates in the program and handed the story out. I knew they would be waiting for me at my home town. I also went on different days and times. I never went to the same place i also never went to towns near mine. It would be stupid to hand it out in towns all around mine and give away my position. Every week I doubled my numbers. I then got delivery boys from the programme less town where I was almost robbed. This meant they could go back to the towns that I handed out the stories before. When they got caught they couldn't describe me since I covered my hair and wore big sunglasses. I never used the same guys twice. I even changed printers weekly. I was prepared for everything. The stories kept leaking. Some shared the pictures, some read it on videos and others re-typed it. People even shared their own stories. The program took everything down. That's when I started writing my book. Telling my story and sharing all the stories I have ever heard. It took me over a year to finish the book. In that time I also build up a profile on t****k. I basically just shared popular videos and movie clips. I just wanted to build up followers. I bought a wig that looked like my old hair and made a video where I told everyone about the book. The books name was 'The truth' on my video I never mentioned the program or any triggering words so that they didn't catch on to it. The video was up for two weeks. I started selling my book online through third parties. Everytime they shut down one site two more opened. I was only able to do this with the help of the people of my town. They had a fundraiser and all that money was given to me. With that money I printed the books. In the book i told everyone about my interrogation and the options they gave me. The book was sold for cheap and all the money that came in went to printing more books. I had to change publisher quite often, but the more popular it became the more publisher wanted a chance to publish it. A lot of them fought back and didn't let the program bully them into submission. Some of them did give in once the program mentioned suing them. No matter what they did my book stayed in circulation for about a year before they finally stopped the last ones. The book was still found in second hand stores and it had a large online following. All I know is that I cost them a lot of money. Since they had to put extra effort into monitoring and screening online activity. They had to put a lot of man power into trying to intercepting the stories we delivered. They also had a lot of court cases that were pending. A lot of parents after reading my book had questioned their children and a lot of the children were pulled from school. Those parents looked to schools that doesn’t follow the program. Some schools lost so many students that they converted back, then they lost students that wanted to be part of the program. I at least put a dent into the program and showed the bad side of it since they always just advertise the good parts. I’m sure there are a lot of parents that will think twice before enrolling their kids into the program. I was glad that I got to help a few kids out. They will not have to go through what I and so many others went through. The program lost a bit of credibility. The problem was that they had money and they could keep pushing back. If they had less money I would have been able to cause more damage. At least I got the ball rolling and everyday someone else is coming forward with their experiences and stories. All I can do now is watch until I come up with another plan. I know I have made the people from the program very angry and they are afraid of what I will do next because they are trying very hard to find me. Since I wore a wig they still think I look like that. They haven’t send Emmett in a long while and I worry what that means. I don’t know if they blamed him for what I did. He had told them he destroyed my data. They never for a moment thought that I had copies of that data. I don’t know what will happen next, but I’m not going to stop until they stop me.