Journal entry #1.......mid-morning sept.23 2008
my name is dusty woods i am 15 years old and i love the dark, i also love to write short stories about the common conflicts of our time. i will share this story with you and hope it carries on to become a story known by many.
ii woke up iin the hospital bed. Scared because ii couldn't move, ii asked the doctor "what's going on?" he saiid "you don't remember? It all happened at school." He told me "Your friiend had a problem wiith some people at school and was most almost shot - you jumped in front of them and took the bullet yourself. Lucky you didn't die. You're going to be ok, though, so don't worry." Now I thiink to myself 'i'm happy i took the bullet for you, because it would've hurt even more to see you lying in this hospital bed."
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