February 1

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Dear Journal,

I don't know why I still have this, to be honest. A week ago or so, I grew in the middle of the night. So now I can fight Matt normally again. I've gotten really destracted lately with covering up my trail and getting rid of me ever being at school.

Oh. I found a dog last night. Her collar said her name was Amy. She was beat up pretty badly and skinny. I found her original owners, but they died in a fire. So Amy's my dog now.

She's sitting on the edge of the bed on my feet as I write this. Well, bye.

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