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AUGUST 2

Dear Diary, Today My arms realy do hurt Yesterday my Blouse had Blood all over it. And my [[strikethrough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]] [[?]] I had on my head had blood all over it. Today I just sat around. My cut goes right across my [[strikethrough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]] forhead [[forehead]]. I'll probly have a scare [[scar]]. But if I do I'll have it sanded down or Plastic surgery.

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AUGUST 3

Dear Diary
Today I got up and running around a little bit. We went and saw the car. Boy is a mess. The front is all bashed in Uncle Frank and Aunt Margret and Danny are going to fly back tomorrow [[tomorrow]].