Emily

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Throughout my whole day, I thought of my dream. It was an odd one. Basically, I had this dream 2 night ago and it really freaked me out. I don't like to talk about it though. The dream reminds me of my dad. He died when I was very young. A disease that I didn't understand at the time killed him. I think they referred it to COPD. Now that I'm older I understand better. After my dad died, my whole family was grieving. My mom was the worst, she totally fell into a trance for a few days. But, I couldn't lose her too. 

I think Adrian was a little worried because I kept zoning out. I couldn't help it though. Once I finally stopped thinking for a while and actually paid attention, my mind got a little better. 5 paragraph essay due on Wednesday. Great. What are we even suppose to write about? Once class finally ended, I texted Adrian and Kayla,"Come over after school?" I got replies faster than lightening. Hope mom didn't make any plans. I couldn't wait. 5 more hours, 53 minutes and, 34 seconds. 



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