Dear my pathetic excuse for a Diary
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Last published Sun, Mar 4, 2018
You find a something, a book, in the depths of the rocks under a flowing river. You bring it home and dry it and with high curiosity, open it. It's a diary! From way back when or the future? You find that the owner of it.. is an.. "interesting" person.
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"What the heck, where is my diary," I said to myself. This can't be happening. If someone stole it I am going to kill myself. What if someone at my school stole it? Oh no, that wouldn't be good. I am freaking out right now. What if they read it? It has my secrets in it. What if told everyone at school? My life would be screwed for good. I wouldn't be able to show my face in public. Let me just hope it is good hands if someone stole it.
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