His Journal
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It was the year 2080 when a little baby boy was born and entered into this world. He went by the name Walter Phillips. His mother and father were both killed right in front of his eyes when he was only two. After being cared for by his mothers sister he was taken at the age of five to be on a train that no one knew when or where it would stop. Walter's aunt was taken on this train after her husband was brutally murdered. Three weeks later Walter's aunt became ill and passed away. He was all alone. No one has seen the real world for as long as they remember. People have tried to escape the train, but if they did they would get caught and they would be executed. Walter is the only one on this train who has an object from the real world which is a journal that his aunt gave him.
This is his journal.
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