Dear Diary August 15th 2014

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Dear Diary, August 15th, 2014

I crawled out of bed, my body aching. Today I'm going to leave my room. I crept towards my door, easing it open to check if the coast was clear. I slipped out into the hall, tiptoeing down the stairs and peeking around the corner. I wanted to make sure I didn't cross paths with my dad. Before I could even comprehend what was happening, my hand flew to my mouth and I bolted back into my room, headed straight for the toilet. Whatever I had digested the day before was making a reappearance. Once my body decided it was done I rinsed out my mouth and set off with a new plan, the drugstore. I needed one specific item and I just hoped it came out with a negative response.

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