Dear Diary,
I didn't feel the time passing by and ended up leaving her house after midnight. Adding to that, we had just ended a three-hour-long telephone call. I've never had such fun talking with someone, she even stayed up late for me. I feel bad about that though.
We're going to go to the Central Hills tomorrow to see the fireworks show. I hope I don't ruin the night by remembering how Angela loved this show and how we went there every year. I also hope I don't see her there.
As much as I regret that suggestion I made, I am positive this will be a good way to forget about Angela. Well, I'm not really positive but...
27 days.
Love,
Alex.
05/01/1948
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SAM
Teen Fiction1948. In an imperfect world, nothing close to reality, Alex finds his imperfect soul mate behind the machinery of Glennon Town's Factory. Though he believes he has found his source of eternal happiness, he drowns into his own miserable self and deci...
