Journal
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I didn't want to look in the book. But when I finally did, it was just an empty journal. And I can't stand an empty book.
I started slow. There wasn't much to write about. But eventually, things started happening around me. Not like, "this journal is haunted" things. Things that were worth writing about. Things I didn't want to forget.
Things that went into the journal.
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