It's nice out here.

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7/06

Dear Diary,

When I stepped out of the car I was met by the smell of the ocean. I'd never smelled it before, so I don't know how I knew it was the ocean. It smelled like salt and breeze and magic. I absolutely love it!

Our house is gorgeous! It has candles all over and a furnace and a kerosine lamp. The front room has two glass doors that lead right to the beach! And I can see the waves lapping the sand from my bedroom window. The artwork lining the walls is wonderful! The walls, the tables, the floor, they're all so... Clean! This will be so fun!

I went outside and touched the ocean for the first time. I collected many seashells and three dead crabs! So fun! LOL!

Now the tide is in and I'm sitting perched on the rocks. It's nice out here. I

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After I wrote that I got up and roamed the rocks, exploring. I found nothing out of the ordinary.

Yours,
Paisley Marin

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