dear diary,
i remember watching you and your friends play in the back yard. i remember them making fun of me for not having any friends and being in my room all summer. i had reg but we couldn't hang out. your blonde friend, marlene, used to call me terrible names. she was very outgoing. i always wanted to be her friend. last night i stepped over her body. i am sorry for your loss lily.
- l.r.b
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the slytherin curse
Fanfictionshe will find a path and ultimately never return lacey evans wasn't a tale worth remembering; her tale was a string of misfortunes marauder era diary entries lowercase intended
