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grace arent you going to eat your diner hermone asks no im too upset i say grace im so sorry about sirus then i cry and run out of the great hall and into the library then i loved sirus but before i could tell him he died and my heart has been broken science then i take out my jurnal

and write in it then i write i mis sirus even more know and it has been a year now and i know sirus would want me to move on but whenever i think about it about moving on all i can think about is betraying sirus and how i couldint save him it haun...

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and write in it then i write i mis sirus even more know and it has been a year now and i know sirus would want me to move on but whenever i think about it about moving on all i can think about is betraying sirus and how i couldint save him it haunts me every day and know i just want well thats just it science sirus i just dont know what i want anymore then all of a sudden i hear footsteps so i put my pen and jurnal away in my bag and then good afternoon grace and i look up and see profesor snape hey profesor just call me snape thanks then grace you should eat your way skinner then before i know i just cant grace and i stand up yes try to eat for me please i will professor thank you grace sweet dreams you to snape and he smiles and then i walk outside and then i walk to my tent and get inside hey boys i say to my dogs and tiger and wolf and then i zip up my tent and get dressed and get into my bed and slepping bag and then i cry and then i pull out my rum bottle

and write in it then i write i mis sirus even more know and it has been a year now and i know sirus would want me to move on but whenever i think about it about moving on all i can think about is betraying sirus and how i couldint save him it haun...

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and then i take a sip and then i pull out my razor blade and cut my self over and over again while drinking and then i pull down my hoddie and then i pull out the pitchure of me and sirus and then i cry onto the photo and then i keep on drinking and then i pull out the neckles that sirus gave me for my fiftenth birthday

and then i take a sip and then i pull out my razor blade and cut my self over and over again while drinking and then i pull down my hoddie and then i pull out the pitchure of me and sirus and then i cry onto the photo and then i keep on drinking a...

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