Entry 5

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I've been busy all day with papyrus. This human was down here today, but not the usual kind. Not frisk. It was a random child. I notice she was really dusty. Great. A genocide kid. Better take care of the issu-

She- no, it killed papyrus.. they did it. Right in front of me and they knew what he was to me. But, the human from the surface cut her head off, like it was funny. She.. definetly wasn't mortal. Or human, in this case. But she isn't monster either. Why do I get so light when I think about her? Sheesh, I dunno. But she's inside right now she's using my shower. I'm outside the bathroom door, and she's sad. I wish something between us could happen, I wish pro-

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