journal entry 6/18/12

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Chapter 3

   Logan's p.o.v

Dear Isaac,

     I miss you a lot. Everyday I see or hear something and it reminds me of you. And I don't know if I like that or hate it. The old baseball field, ya know, the one in the back yard of old Mr. Robert's, I avoid that pathway now. Its hard to deal with the feelings that come when I see it. I never play baseball anymore. I know I know, you're probably thinking...Stupid me. Why quit something just because you cant do it. Well, I cant do it anymore. I miss you more than you can imagine. And school sucks. But I'll try for you.

                With love forever,

                                Lo-lo

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