May 14, 725

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Dear Diary,

I'm still sick. I don't know why. Luna's getting scared that she'll loose her only little sister, but I know I'm alright. 

My face is bright red and my throat is on fire. My stomach feels like a pool pf bubbling hot acid and my head feels like it's being smashed in with a hand full of rocks.

Red Cross is a very good doctor though. When ever she comes to help me she always uses a healing spell that makes me feel 50x better. If it weren't for her I wouldn't be able to talk or write. Sephtis is writing for me though because it still hurts to sit up.

I trust that he won't make fun of me and do weird stuff with the stuff he reads and I tell him to write.

I'm still seven and he's only 8 1/2.

He tells me stories and reads books to me so he practice reading. He likes to read, but he can't do it really well so I let him practice with me. I help him practice so he can read to his daddy when he finally gets home.

I have many books for him to practice with anyway. I'm so glad that he's my friend. I wouldn't have it any other way ;)

~Hamrony

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