days have gone by and this journal has gathered dust. i guess my life aint that exciteing but i guess i might find somthin. When i was 6 i was on a camping trip with my mom and a couple of her friends. well they went to cut down a dead tree for wood i can with them but it was pitch black and I lost track of them. Next thing I know is that one of them is yelling watch out and I see a tree coming down. it hit the left half of my face. OH boy did it hurt.
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