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Dear Diary,
Summer is here and I feel like my life has come to a halt. I never really thought I liked school until I had to leave it for the summer. School was basically the only interesting thing in my life. No that I am home my mother wants me to just work,work,work. I try to be on the computer as much as possible. I can't wait until my week internship. I hope it never ends. But eventually I know it will. Then I will have to come home to just sit around, or do chores all day. My friends have thier own lives, and prefer it to stay that way. I always was a loner and now I wish I had gotten closer to them. I miss them a lot. They say somethings in life take forever to realize, but an instant to act on. For some people like me, we have forever to find ourselves, but what will we do when we discover who we are? My family wants me to become a wealthy business woman, and run some sort of empire. I have to say, that sounds okay. I mean, you can't get anything without money, but I couldn't do it. People all over the world have a great business sense in them, while I like to enjoy different things. I am a total romantic and I would love to just...get up and go somewhere I can be alone and decide things for myself. I know being fifteen years old doesn't give me much choice in the matter, but one day, I am going to live my life and not let anyone stop me. For now, I am going to be patient, and wait for fate to open the door.
~~Antiope1
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Dear Diary,
I have had the same friends for as long as I can remember. One friend in perticular has ,ade me feel quite compassionate towards her. Her life has been rough, and as long as I've known her she has strived to let others know she can take care of herself. She is brave, a lot braver then I, and some of the things she does can scare me very much. She was once assaulted by a twenty-three old man. When I went to see her, she was remarkable composed. I felt my heart go out for her. She takes everything without blinking and I admire her greatly. Since then she has gone on with her life. I still view her with a trace of awe each time she does something very outrageous. Her trouble making antics make me fear for her safety, but I know she can take care of herself. She is young, but she isn't stupid. I hope that one day, she will be older and wiser. She will always be the friend I meet in fourth grade, who always had someone with her to go along with her. She will always be my friend. She was there when I needed her, and so will I. Sisters always watch out for each other. that is what we are.
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