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December 25, 2019
It's been a while since I wrote in this. Today is Christmas, so why not spread some cheer to... Myself? I finally got a phone, an iPhone 9s. Mom and dad had originally said I couldn't get a phone till I'm thirteen, but I'm close enough. I turn thirteen in like... Eight months. Avia is pissed because when she got her phone last year, the iPhone 9 wasn't even out, so she still had an 8. Sucks to suck, Avia. Break is over in a little over a week. I hate break sometimes, because I know that at some point, the break has to end. Even summer isn't permanent. Don't get me wrong, I love the freedom from school, but I hate the temporary aspect of it. Whatever. That probably makes no sense. Dear future Emmi that may be reading this: hopefully you'll know what your twelve year old self meant. I always wonder if I'll ever actually pick this up again. Maybe I'm twenty five right now... In the future, reading about Christmas 2019. That'd be wild.
-Emmi
Daxton enjoyed the long entry, but he couldn't help but be saddened by the end. No, 25 year old Emmi would not be reading it. In fact, 17 year old Emmi wouldn't even he reading it. The future Emmi that may possibly have read that entry, she's forever 16.
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The Blue Book
FanfictionThere's a little blue book in the corner of her room. No one was ever supposed to find it.
