March 24, 2014 (getting better with dates yayay)

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Dear my lovely,

Hiii. It's so hard to type because of my hand. It hurts so bad - even typing on my phone. I'm kinda scared. That isn't normal for someone my age, is it? I don't think so. My hands also shake if I hold them out. That's really not normal. But typing makes them cramp up.

It's March 24, 2014 at 6:34PM and I'm so fucking tired. Nichole is texting me lies, lies and more lies and she's really getting on my nerves. Today was pretty uneventful except for me watching Frozen and I guess English was interesting. We've started prepping for our Washington trip so we have to do a little research on things. Today we all got the profile card of either a survivor or a victim of the Holocaust and had to write a little bit about them. The cards were from the Holocaust museum which we go to so I'll be getting another one when we go. I'm kind of excited - the Holocaust is something that kind of interests me. It's crazy.

You're reading TFIOS still! I hope you've finished it by the time you read this (you will) and I know you're gonna absolutely love it.

Wanna hear something funny? My mommy never goes through my tablet, but I'm so scared she will that I've saved these letters under a document called 'English paper' in my school folder because I know she won't care enough to open an English paper for my school. She'll just look to see what's in the folder, if that. So yeah. That's kinda weird, I guess. But you can never be too safe! Not that there's anything bad in these letters anyway. Harry's are in my School folder too - as 'SS essay'.

I love you boo. Boob. Boobie. I love you boobie.

Adrianna <3

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