That girl

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2009 June 27th: 1pm
Dear Diary:

I haven't written to you in a very long time. Did you miss me? Why would you, you don't know much about me. Maybe if I told you some of the things I do and like, your interest in me might grow. I would love it to. And, after that, we might become friends. That would be nice too you know? A bit like the friend I had. That girl I loved, her name was Taisah. Do you remember her husband Emonule? The same man that died from the anger that ran through my veins? I miss Taisah. I miss my love. I wanted to examine her personal life. And what I saw, was beautiful. Except when she cheated on me with Emonule. Marrying Him wasn't a thing I wanted her to do. I remember Emonule's blue eyes, before covering his body with the pile of dirt in the midst of where no one would ever find him.

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