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Dear Diary
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Ongoing, First published Oct 27, 2022
Mature
She took her shoes off, rushed upstairs, and barged inside her room. Losing her balance, she landed on her bed already reaching out for her notebook. She took her pencil, flipped to an empty page, and quickly wrote in the notebook with a big smile.

"OMG OMG OMG WHAT?! I can't believe this happened! It's one in a hundred chances, literally."

She stops for a few seconds, closes her eyes, and imagines that one scene a few minutes ago... Oh, the feeling of the butterflies whirling around her stomach. Her head replays another set, "You'll get true love when you truly love yourself." But she doesn't know how to find love for herself. "Is this it? Is he the one?" her head filled with doubt.

When... when am I gonna find the one...
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