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Friday, September 23, 2011

Journal Entry 6

I found a gun today under my couch.  It’s weird, almost fancy.  It’s sliver plated with a gold inscription that read, “Thou shalt not kill.”  I hid it in a pot in the kitchen.     

I talked to my sister today.  She hadn’t talked to me since the funeral.  Somewhere I lost two days and my entire memory of this guy, Jacob.  I didn’t tell her about the journal.  I feel like I need to keep it secret and need to keep writing in it.

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