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The words on this page are messy, and often times scribbled out or sometimes in a different language all together. It is quite an odd sight.

December 23, 1998

Mother is having us hide again. She often puts me and sister into the cupboard for hours at a time. I don't like it, I wish she would stop. But sister says that it will stop soon. That mother will get us when it's safe. I thought it was always safe? Sister confuses me. Anyway, hello diary! Mother got me the book for my seventh birthday.. I've only had it for a few days and I love it so much! I get to write in my favourite pen too, one that father gave! He told me to use it well and that I couldn't lo- suddenly, the word stops, and the 's' is cut off rather disgracefully. The line created from where the pen quickly went across the paper was scribbled out, and next to it was only the words; Father found us, sister is not happy. Nothing else continues on that page, so you flip through the next few. There is an update every few days.