Entry 7.

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I went to a party last friday with my buddy Andrew, Asher like a hawk just watched me throughout the night. I may have caused a ruckus at the party too, some sick football player dared to slap the back of my head. Did I ask why he done it?

Ahhh nope! I grabbed a chair nearest to me and slammed it on to his head. I was hoping he might go unconscious, however, the bastard stood up and launched himself at me. He was, way taller, stronger than me, I got kicked out of the party. I lost Asher in there, but met someone with a carrot coloured hair.

What was her name again? Taffy? Kathy? Lily?

I had to look at my previous entry to see her name. Cassie. Allegedly, the football player I had a fight with was her boyfriend, she explained to me it was a dare he had to do and apologized. She criticized me as well, saying how impulsive my actions were. That triggered my beastly side, I had to run away from her before she got hurt.
I wanted to throw her on that tree and break her spine for saying something so outrageous.

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