Chapter 9

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April 25, Sunday
Fp's house

Dear diary,
oh my God. I'm sorry if I didn't wrote to you for a long time, but I'm so tired!
Yesterday I practically slept the whole day, and the baby moved always! It hurted so much!
Today I feel a little bit better, but I'm still so tired, even if I always sleep.
It's 10 am, FP is at school, and I'm at his house, alone.
Well, not alone. His parents can't stay here all the time, so they told all the people who live in the same trailer park to come check me sometimes, just in case I'd need help.

It's so cute!

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