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Panic Before the Performance

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Monday, April 24 2017

     Bell, Mary, Alexia, two other girls, and I are supposed to do an impressive presentation as part of a competition that’s a very big deal.  What we have planned, however, is extremely sub-par.  It’s just a few speaking lines that we don’t even have memorized.  I’m not sure when we’re going, but I’m praying it’s going to be tomorrow instead of today.  That would give us some time to practice. The two

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Concert Map

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Friday, December 23 2016

Me and Mom hear announced on the radio that there’s an amazing concert happening today.  To my surprise, Mom wants to go to it. We ask the construction worker that’s been working on our house how much he thinks it will cost.  I clarify that we’re asking about the concert that was just on the radio, since I figure he has no clue what we’re asking about.  He gives us a brochure on it, which has a map. Mom unfolds it and gives it a look, but half of it i

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Murder Suspicion Map

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Thursday, November 10 2016

I can control time.  I end up killing a guy, or letting him die- and run to meet with my friends at the edge of a forest in our fort.  I know that the police will be rampant on finding the killer- I’m just hopeful that they won’t be able to trace it back to me. Once I’m in the safety of our little hide out, I look at a map on my phone.  Sure enough, I watch the entire territory- which seems like Australia to me- at first outline in red, then tint in red in c

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The Penny Lock Box

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Tuesday, October 11 2016

        Me and Mary are in a public bathroom.  When we leave, the exit leads to a kitchen [very similar to the kitchen in the house where my dad works but misshapen].  Younger girls are hanging around in here, and I get the feeling that me and Mary are to old to be in here.  It feels like this is some sort of high school thing and me and her don’t really fit. I head toward the door that is behind the microwave, but Mary stops me befor

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