2nd March, 2005
Dear Diary,
It was my birthday.
No one wished me, they didn't remember of course.
But I celebrated it with a muffin and some pastry.
I don't know why people like me even exist?
After all, I'm different.
Love,
Lucy.
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I'm Different
FantasyLucy Dylan is different. Why? How? Read her diary to find out.
