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June 29, 1999

Those damn nightmares fucked up his sleeping schedule. Starting last week, I've been giving him medicine just for him to sleep. And sometimes it doesn't even work.

In the middle of the night, he wakes up screaming for help. He'll say the monster was in his bed.

I need to take him to a hospital before things get worse than they already are.

-K.T

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