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[15 May 2003|09:02pm] |
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OLP - Naveed. |
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-Continues to write in her notebook after speaking with Callie for a while.-
She's a sweet girl, I shouldn't have been so mean to her. Couldn't really help it though. She could have found something out. But sometimes... people have to find things out, right? No, no. Secrets are secrets. I think I need this therapist. I'm lying to myself. I'm not alright. I'm going to keep digging myself farther into this hole, I am. I've got to stop it before it starts. But I'm afraid. I don't know if I can get "better". Don't know if I want to. Just don't know. I'm so alone in this. But I have to make things better. It's not right.
-Quickly flips to a new page in her notebook, sketching out an extremely detailed portrait of herself looking into a puddle of water, her face contorted like a monsters. Delicately scrawls the words "I'm sorry." underneith it, tearing it out of her notebook. Wanders into the hallway and down to Callie's room, slipping it under the door, and then shuffling back into her own room to finnish unpacking.-
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