Entry No. Five

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Dear Diary,

I'm going to tell you a memory that I cannot get past for some ungodly reason.

I got hypothermia once a long time ago from a battle that lasted outside for several days. When I came home, Matillde refused to let me get up and took care of me until I felt better.

I don't understand how her brain works. 

And I never will.

- Lucia B.

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