Journal

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You were cleaning your bookcase because the school semester just finished and you wanted to clear the school papers to make space for the next semester. After removing your biology binder from the shelf, you found your old bullet journal. Opening your bullet journal, you were horrified to see that all of your hard work in making your bullet journal as pretty as possible was gone save for a page smeared with what seemed to be small dried bloodstains.

On the page, scrawled in your neat handwriting was:

Remember. You are his crown.

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