Part 4- Returning

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After about a half hour of crying in the cool, fall air, I decide to head home. My eyes are so sore and they must be red.

I open the front door and hope my parents aren’t in sight; I don’t want them to see me like this. I grab a bag of chips from the kitchen and head upstairs.

I quickly walk past my sister’s open, bedroom door in hopes that she doesn’t see me. She’s such a supportive and understanding sister, but I don’t want to tell her why I’m sad.

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Dear Journal,

I think Cameron is home and I’m debating whether I should go see what he was up to.

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