louis
journal entry | 17th december 2016
morning, lo. it's quite chilly today in this room. it's unfamiliar. the white walls, white bed, white sheets. everything is white, even this dress material thing that they told me to wear.
i saw a person today while playing scrabble with mrs. berry. he was my helper i think, he helps me. his eyes were green.
it reminded me of harry.
harry had green eyes.
remember when i told you about the note that he left me? i snuck it in with me when i came here. it's inside my pillow cover. nobody will find it. it will be mine, yours, and harry's little secret. this is nice. we all have a secret now.
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