-Entry 144-

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Dear journal,

I am not a girl. Don't call me Elizabeta. And don't call Daniela, Daniel. I am a boy. She is a girl.

We shouldn't be having these gender problems yet. But we are, isn't that sad? Whatever, ignore that.

We saw Emilia and Emil. They're as nice as ever.

I met some lady I didn't get the name of, but she said people were happy to see me.

     That idiot Gilbert made fun of my height and so I beat him by forcing him to put me on his shoulders. I'm going to be so tall one day, I won't need his shoulders.

     I met some lady with deer antlers. She is forever 'deer lady' to me now. I didn't even get her name.

     Oh well, I'm going to go mess with Daniela. She secretly enjoys my teasing, I'd like to believe. Makes her stronger.

-Eli

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