I remember it like it was yesterday...
It was many years ago. I was a rebellious teenager who wanted to leave my brother's home. I wanted to take Wyo and Flor with me, and they obliged. I took North's glasses as well(I've always thought they looked better on me).
Soon, I couldn't handle the life away from my brother. He accepted me back with open arms.
I don't thank him often enough.
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Amara's Diary
RandomDon't expect this to be filled with a giggling girl talking about crushes. Or rather, like Prussia's diary. Property of Amara F. Jones.
