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13 years ago - July 16 - 6:30am - Rye

My eyes shoot open at the sound of metal against wood. He's back. The metal keys evidently can be heard sliding off whatever surface they were thrown on and fell to the floor.
The drunken mumbling and stumbling of an old man. Sick.

I check the clock, library should be open by the time I get there. I change and grab the school bag hanging off my door handle. I don't exit the room until I hear the audible groan as the man collapses into bed.

The morning air chills. I pass the local grocer, one of the employees always tosses me an orange. We don't know each other and I don't object. I need the vitamin C.
The library just opened for the day, it's eerily quiet, as it usually is at such an hour.
I spend my time at the medical section. There aren't many new instalments, guess there isn't much to write.

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13 years ago - July 16 - 7:30am - Cammie

I wondered around town for a bit to get accustomed to the layout before school. It was a small, mountain town so there wasn't much. Ma left for work, of course. She left pancakes which is a plus. I doubt she had any herself.

I ended up the local library. Was a large intimating building, it was. I spent a while just staring at its exterior, I guess I was in the way because someone bumped into me. I couldn't get much of them other than crimson hair disappearing into an alley.

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