Dear Diary,
I stayed home all weekend. My father was gone on some business trip.
I was coughing and having nightmares. I just wanted to cuddle with something. I wish I had my teddy bear, but father tore it apart.
Suddenly my window opened and somebody jumped in. I was laying in bed, sweating and feeling like my temperature was rising.
I heard a voice and started crying. I was helpless and so weak. And then I felt his arms go around my waist.
Sincerely, Broken Girl.
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Sincerely, Broken Girl
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