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The girl was sitting at her desk weighting in a notebook. It was a little tattered but the girl didn't mind. What she wrote nobody knew because she never shared, all they ever saw of the notebook was tattered pages with writhing on it. The girl would spend hours writing in it. Her friend wanted to know what was important about the notebook for her to keep it so long to the point of destruction. The girl put her notebook in her bag when case started, later she was called to the office and she left her bag. The friend pulled out the notebook and was in shock. This was the girls personal notebook of death.