November 1st, 1992

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Dear Diary,

I'm sorry I didn't stay up with you. I was too tired and my eyes hurt. I'm too scared to leave my room. I don't know if my mom is home yet. My stomach hurts. I can't think.

She's home. Dirty, cut up, but home.

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