Dear Diary,
Everything went the way I planned.
I made them cry.
I made them sad.
Now I'm happy.
But mommy wasn't.
She looks sad.
I hate seeing her sad.
Then I again was sad.
But I still smiled.
And she also smiled at me.
And that made me smile more.
I hugged her.
Yes.
She was warm.
And I know I'm safe by her hands.
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Annie's Secrets
Horror"sometimes my neighbors makes me cry, but I also make them cry afterwards."
