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March,2006

Dear Diary,

Its late at night, but i am writing to you, i want to sleep but i just can't, all i think about is you, i really want to trust you, but i just can't.

Mom told me that i should, she camed to me and saw me looking at you, you were on my desk and i really wanted to write something to you, but i still can't, i am scared you'll betray me.

Mom said that you won't, but still, i can't trust you. She also asked me to think that you exist, but doesnt she know that you do? Doesnt she know that you exist? I believe in that, i believe in you, but still, i wish i can trust you.

To me, you are very similar to god, i do believe in him, but i don't know why can't i trust him. Maybe because, he never did something to me, something that will make me trust him?

Why am i still here? With him? Why can't i leave? I tried, but i know its because of him that i've been caught.

Well, remember, last month,  when i've told you that i've broked my hand? Well actually, he caught me, and yes, he beated me thats why, but don't worry, i'm used to it, and i'm fine.

Don't ask who, and don't ask why, just forget about it. Okay?

-M

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