Marie Opsatchelvch

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April 03, 2050;

Dear Journal,

There she was. Staring at me with those beautiful blue eyes. I recall that I wrote in you about how I despised her, but after not seeing her for months, I had forgotten of how beautiful and magnificent she is. It had only been us two in the lab together, her doing tests, me lovingly staring at her for what seemed like hours at a time... DO NOT CRITICIZE ME JOURNAL, I THINK I MAY BE FALLING IN LOVE. Love, a horrible thing, in the dictionary, It described it as "caring for someone, unconditionally." I wonder what that means.

Anyways, I can never escape with Marie around. She watches me every second of the day. Thank you for listening to me ramble on about me being in 'love' and describe how beautiful Marie is... Anyways, Love, subject #17492745

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