May 18, 2012

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  • Dedicated to "I avoid looking at the clock, fearing the slow passing of time that will only s
                                    

                                                                                                                   May 18, 2012

Dear Diary,

      The school days are dwindling down and soon this diary will be done.

Seniors ran in the halls screaming and yelling today because it's there last day, and basically they all left around 4th period because prom was later that day and there was no reason for them to stay apparently.

Next year I'll be a sophmore. Its kind of crazy.

Next year I'll be sixteen.

Next year I'll have my license.

Next year I'll hopefully have a car.

Next year I'll have more freedom to escape the home I call hell.

Next year I'll be free.

     Love,

            Darla

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