september 27, 1947

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dear ed,

17 people picked on me today at school. called me a lousy dick because my mom is dating one of the guys in my year.

i left school today and stopped by the liquor store. aunt liz always told me that it was wrong to drink, but i don't care anymore.

i went to the river and sat alone. it's getting colder by the day. i met a girl there.

signed,

h

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