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What am I again?
Uhhhhhhhhh........ what is this little thing covered with fur doing on this bed? When I poke it, it makes a small noise and curls back up into a ball.
It's kinda cute... I'm gonna keep it.
I don't know how I got here... I just remember this dude with this awful haircut and glasses dropping me off at this house....... when I got inside, this woman was scolding me.....
What am I again?
This fuzzy thing crawled onto my lap as I sat down next to it.
Where am I? I forgot........... damn, that dude never told me.....
*The rest is just scribbles across the page*
YOU ARE READING
Raivis's journal... of sorts
Aléatoire"This is a journal, not a diary! Don't listen to what anybody says, it is a journal-! Either way, don't look through this... it has all my personal feelings and deep, dark sec- HEY!" You snatch the 'journal' out of the short Latvian's hands, holding...
