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Dear Diary,

I've forgotten what day it is. The clock has stopped working. No one is here. The person with the food didn't come yesterday. I'm scared. Y/n... I hope she's ok. Has there been some kind of apocalypse? Or a sick joke on me? I don't know. But whatever it is, I hope that someone finds this. So they can read my thoughts. So I can be remembered.

I can't help but feel angry at her. I won't let myself lose control again. The scared look on her face was hot, but I don't want to be a reason for her to be afraid.

-Gerard

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