01-18-XX

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Dear Diary,

Oh my...

I wonder why I didn't see it before.

Why?

He was there.

'It' was a 'he'.

He was there at my dream.

He was hugging me and he was constantly whispering that everything will be okay.

He wore black and his hair was also black. That's the only description I have of him since I don't remember seeing his eyes.

I couldn't help but cry.

Before I went to sleep, I heard my parents fighting. My day was an absolute disaster. My 'bestfriend' was ignoring me. I was a complete loner.

It was happening all over again.

The pain was killing me.

Depression?

I don't know what that is is. But I am sad.

Really really sad.

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