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Ah, Dear Diary. It is a new month. I am surprised at how on track I am with these entries. I think I have come down with something... Miss Macdonald asked me if I could go over to her place this evening for tea and then after we go to the movie theater. ''Do you mind if I bring a friend?'' I asked. She thought about it for a minute. ''Sure, why not?'' I was going to bring Bess.
Later...
I have for sure have come down with something. My Baba says it's probably Influenza. Right after Baba had told me that, someone had knocked on our door. Baba opened it and there was Miss Macdonald. I expected Baba to shoo her away but no, he just didn't say anything and let her in. She felt my forehead and knew I had influenza. She brought a book with her and read it to me and was gently pushing my hair out of my face. I closed my eyes, imagining Ma, but when I opened them it was just Miss Macdonald.
Signing off, Y/N.
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Historical FictionThe Gold Mountain Diary of Y/N... Monday, November 13th, 1990. My Baba looked very serious and he asked me how much I thought about Ma. Every day, is what I said, but I did not tell him that I thought of Ma many times each day. Baba smiled and said...
