January 2, 2016
Dear Journal,
It's only been a day and I feel it go by so fast. I have been trying to live a normal life, riding my bike, pedaling against the wind or watching TV shows on a boring day. Currently I'm writing this journal while watching my little brother, Kevin, playing with his "Pokemon" cards. It been hard for me to concentrate on my things while thinking this is the last year for me to live. It's been snowing outside though, so I can't bike and plus the creators of the TV shows I watched, stopped producing the shows, so they can enjoy the last year. Usually, the weather has been weird, like off and on. At the moment, it's snowing and sunny...unusual, I know right. Every time I look at the sun, one, my eyes burn, and second, it looks like the Sun is smiling evilly down at us, happy it's melting the Earth. I really hate you Sun.

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