You are looking threw an old shoe box or cleaning out your book shelf, and there it is sitting there, your old diary. You remember what you where like when you where younger. you flip threw your memories. you read yourself describe little details of the day. Your heart warms up with pride that you still write your r`s funny. It feels great when you stumble upon an old diary. flipping threw the pages deciphering your own hand writing. realising how much has changed and that you somehow managed to grow up from then to now. not knowing or even really trying but you changed in one way or another and it is
WONDERFUL
bye Katie
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