Mia

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July 30, 2015

Dear diary,

Elliot was sick.

He had a horrible cough and a cold which sucked the energy from him almost too easily.

I'm trying Elliott I am.

I'm trying to help, but your wounds make it almost impossible to hold you in my arms and kiss your once soft lips.

Silver, please take his pain away.

Please.

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