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XX/XX/Xxxx, Sunday
Dear Diary,
I got it, yes I got the meaning of my life. The hope of living which was lost by the death of my momma and Sissy, again it shone like a firefly in my dark heart. This cigarette made her come to me, she just approached me because I was smoking. These tiny fingers pulled out the cigarette and threw away from me like she pulled the darkness from me and threw it away from me.
I didn't find her, she appeared from branches like a nature fairy then vanished. I wanted to run behind her but couldn't, now I got the goal, I will make her be with me. Thank God Jesus.
(Angel's body felt an unknown spark, she didn't know why but when he mentioned her in the diary her hand shivered.)
Xx/xx/xxxx, Monday
Dear Diary,