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Saturday, September 1, 2007


My high spirit
I'm really upset.
His words are like needles jabbing your skin.
He won't let me rest from hearing his long lectures of death.
Let me think about the future, let me live out my life, don't keep me and my siblings cooped up in the house.
We're growing, I'm turning 16, let me have my freedom.
and my sisters
we're not going to die from taking one step out of the house, stop being paranoid.
Not going to the bbq party anymore, my hopes of seeing him once more is done for this week.

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