Dear diary,...

Dear diary,...

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Dear diary, I wonder every day if I'll be able to move on from my past and look forward to the future. Every day that goes by I feel a greater pain in my chest than there was the previous day. I guess it will all just take time to move on from it. Every morning I wake up thinking I'll see my mom cooking breakfast and my dad watching tv, and my little brother playing with his Legos... And then I remember, they're gone. Everybody always asks me if I'm okay. I just look at them and smile, saying "I'll be fine, thank you." Everybody buys it. I'm just hoping the more I say it the more I'll believe it.
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