April 15th

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Dear diary,

I have returned home.

It snowed while I was gone. 8 inches. Tales reached my ears that nearly my entire state was shut down. Travel was not advised. My cat was running from window to window freaking out as the winds of the north blasted my house. My dog was whining. My mother could not sleep so powerful were those evil winds that coated the house in a layer of ice and later lay a thick blanket of snow on the ground that froze the life from budding trees and growing grass.

It is hard to believe I will ever see spring again.

Or warm summer.

Or colorful fall.

It seems I shall forever live my life in abscence of the spring I always took for granted. There is no foreseeable end to the snow for it is yet predicted to snow in two days times and again just days after that.

Mother nature seems not to know when to cease her jokes.

Sincerely,

A despairing Dark Lord

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