Every time I write in my journal, the words disappear! I think they are going to the future?!? This is my personal journal of EVERYTHING that happens in my life and that I think about.
June 25th, 1988
Dear Diary, Today I am cleaning my room. I hate it! I really like my Diary. It is fun to write in this diary! We are rearanging my bedroom. It is a new rad room. It is so cool! No won has a room like this!
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