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I don’t know what to write in you. My daddy makes me write in you. I just wanted a journal for the trip so I could write in it whenever I wanted to write about stuffI thought exciting like about cats roming the streets, or pigeons under your chair, eating scraps you dropped. It’s so unfair being a sister. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!

Sincerely,

Cielo

P.S. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!

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