December 9 - 1994

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I bought a Diary. Thought it would help me get my thoughts down on paper so I can at least get it off my mind, and plus its my birthday, so I needed some sort of present. It feels a lot like talking to myself, in a sense of reading my words back to me, So I think an introduction can work here.
My name is Shelly Blakemen, I am 17 years old, and I live in canada with my brother, Henery. He treats me nice, and he makes me pancakes sometimes. But today he made a full breakfast. Eggs, sausage, bacon, toast, everthing. He said that no birthday should start out boring. He also let me stay home today, which is nice... but honestly, is why I bought the diary. I usualy talk to my friends Gideon and Sasha about stuff... but until I can get a phone, I cant talk to them. My brother let me watch "Ace Ventura" for the billionth time. I love that movie, and Jim is a great actor. Having a Diary is kind of relaxing in a way, I get to talk without being judged. And its good. I dont want to put anything too privite in here yet, but I might in the future.

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