Thursday, June 5th, 1969.
Dear log,
Sorry I haven't written in a while. Mother has this thing called cancer. Will express my theories privately to you later. Dad's watching me like a hawk (we're in the hospital). Ta~!!
~ ∙ ~ ♠ ~ ∙ ~
The secret journal I own to express my feelings, experiences and (hopefully not) encounters with aliens. *DO NOT* tell my parents. Or my husband. Or my son.
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