19/3/1932

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Dear Diary,
My dad just left home and I had to play pictionary with my step mother. I don't even know how to play this game. Some people say that this is a game of touter, Those people are right!!!
I was thinking of saying that I needed a sleep but I thought that would be rude so instead I got mushed up weet-bix and milk, then pretended to vomit.
I did it, I pretended to vomit and it worked. I finally got out of playing pictionary.
I found a picture in my room of my mum, I started to cry but then I heard foot steps coming up the stairs. So I quickly got a paper bag and then I filled it up with mushed weet bix.
Sincerely,
Lucy

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