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| Memories I captured. (My diary; before I burn it.) |
I saw someone today who reminded me of my diary during the silly days in high school. My Mom read the half of it that's why I end up burning it. Honestly, I miss writing in a diary every night before going to bed. I remember writing everything I feel in my diary those days. Who my crush is, how mad I am to my teachers and to my mom and how happy I am to be with the people who loves me for being me.
I would love to create a new one which I can keep until I get old and read them when that day comes. But I am afraid my mom will find out about it again. She's a very curious woman (like me) that's why I am afraid to make a new diary even if I really love to.
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