Dear Diary,
So here I am, again. Missing another day of school because I was beaten with balls and bats the day before. Harry hasn't found out.
He'll be mad when he does. The protective side of him will be sent into overdrive. I love that about him, though. That's what makes him Harry.
How am I going to go another year or so being beat up every other day. I'll be killed one day. Passing away doesn't sound bad right now.
I know I shouldn't say that but I have a stupid diary to write down things I think about. And killing myself is honestly something I'm always thinking about.
-Louis T.
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