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.
February 24th, 1991
Dear Diary,
Today was pretty boring. Brad hasn't called yet, major bummer huh? I've been writing my story (the Great Dissappearance). Well, I have to go to school tomorrow. I hope Brad calls, I hope Ryan asks me, I hope Jason calls!
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