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Day 8

Thursday, June 12,1973
Dear Diary

It's been one week since I started writing this journal. The days go by so fast. I can't find Melvin. I feel so sad all the time. Mother wants to take me to therapy, but it's like something tkes vroe emrsj. Sorry, I guess I can't write today. Odd. I met someone today. His name is Micheal and he is 11 years old. He doesn't talk much, but he seems to know a lot about my home and who I am. Strange.

Signed,
Melanie Hardsy