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04-Week 1; 04-Week 2; 04-Week 3; 04-Last Week; Day 1; Day 2; Day 3; Day 4 Day 5 I just feel really lonely this morning. I have Lop, and Marion's mom and dad are nice. It's neat to spend whole days with Marion, and the police are nice. And Mom was starting to get pretty scary last year. But I still miss Mom. That's all.

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04-Week 1; 04-Week 2; 04-Week 3; 04-Last Week; Day 1; Day 2; Day 3 Day 4 Remember yesterday my Mom screamed at us in the store? After we got back to the house, Marion's mom called the police, and they sent some policemen over to stay with us for a couple of days. Really! At night there is a policeman sitting in the living room, drinking coffee. During the day, the policewoman I met last year

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04-Week 1; 04-Week 2; 04-Week 3; 04-Last Week; Day 1; Day 2 Day 3 Mom saw me this morning with Marion and her mom at the store, and came over to shout at Marion's mom. It was really embarrassing; she was dressed except for her shoes. She just had her fuzzy slippers on. Marion's mom got more quiet the louder Mom shouted, except I noticed her grip on the handle of the shopping cart was very

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04-Week 1; 04-Week 2; 04-Week 3; 04-Last Week; Day 1 Day 2 I went to church this morning with Marion and her parents. It felt really weird to be there. I tried to explain to Marion's mom last night that we are atheists, but she just said, "Not while you live in our house, dear." Marion said it would be fun to go, because we would meet some of the other kids from school afterward. It surprised

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04-Week 1; 04-Week 2; 04-Week 3; 04-Last Week Day 1 We all slept late this morning, except Lop. Marion's mom and dad took her to a party last night, so they were up late to see in the new year. Marion is still sort of asleep. I dreamed about Granpa last night. It was a good dream, he was talking to me face to face. I never met him, really, so I've been trying real hard to remember what his

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Week 1;Week 2;Week 3 Back to today 28: out of jail Okay, Mom's out of jail. I found out "bail" is spelled like "jail", but with a "b". It's money somebody pays to get you out of jail, in case you run away. If you run off, they get to keep the money. It's amazing how much I'm learning! I wonder who paid for Mom to get out? I thought it was Marion's mom first, but she said no, she wouldn't have

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Week 1; Week 2; Week 3; Day 28 Day 28 I have decided to start a new count tomorrow, because this year has been too sad. I will let the old year slide away tonight at midnight, and begin again tomorrow morning. Meanwhile, I will say goodbye to Granpa, goodbye to Nick, who died this year. Also I will say goodbye to my old Mom and Dad. They didn't die, just changed into people I couldn't

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Week 1; Week 2; Week 3 Day 22 Okay, Mom's out of jail. I found out "bail" is spelled like "jail", but with a "b". It's money somebody pays to get you out of jail, in case you run away. If you run off, they get to keep the money. It's amazing how much I'm learning! I wonder who paid for Mom to get out? I thought it was Marion's mom first, but she said no, she wouldn't have done that even if she

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Week 1;Week 2 Back to today 15: almost excited I learned today that Dad may be here for Christmas Eve dinner. Mom said the doctor had called Dad while Mom was in the hospital. Anyway he didn't promise to be here, but he might be. I have to decide if I want to show him Lop. If I show Dad, and Mom finds out, I might have to give up my kitten. But if I don't show him, I have to keep my biggest

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Week 1; Week 2; Day 15; Day 16; Day 16 part 2; Day 17; Day 18; Day 19; Day 20 Day 21 That was close! I thought I was going to have to give up my kitty and go stay at a home last while Mom was in jail. I talked them into letting me come home to feed Lop, and while I was there, I called everybody I could think of. Marion's home! When she heard about Mom, she asked her folks, and they came over

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Week 1; Week 2; Day 15; Day 16; Day 16 part 2; Day 17; Day 18; Day 19 Day 20 First, it's tsunami. I saw it on a newspaper someone left at the mall. Second, Mom had some friends over to dinner last night, and gave me cash to go to Mickey D's. (She never does that, so I knew it must be real important to get me out of the house.) They were still there, drinking and talking, when I came back. I

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Week 1; Week 2; Day 15; Day 16; Day 16 part 2; Day 17; Day 18 Day 19 I stayed out almost all day yesterday. Today was even stranger. Mom got on the phone this morning with someone, I'm not sure who. She kept saying, "But you know who did this," and "We'll see some changes now." I thought she was talking about the sunamee (I'm not sure how to spell that). She talked to another person, then

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Week 1; Week 2; Day 15; Day 16; Day 16 part 2; Day 17 Day 18 Mom was washing dishes when I came downstairs this morning. I was so surprised, I just stood there for a long time. She had made hot cereal for herself and was out the pot. When I said "Hi, Mom!" she just smiled at me and said I had some cereal if I wanted it, in a bowl by the microwave. She told me she had seen on TV that a giant

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Week 1; Week 2; Day 15; Day 16; Day 16 part 2 Day 17 Mom sounded very strange again this morning while I made breakfast. I used the turkey roll from last night, and some cheese and eggs to make a fancy omelet, and served it with some cranberry jelly. Mom took one bite, set her plate down, and didn't pick it up again. It was a good omelet, too. I learned how to make them from Mrs. Armeer who

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Week 1; Week 2; Day 15; Day 16 Day 16 part 2 Dad didn't come. Mom is downstairs crying on the sofa again. I wanted to cry, but I came upstairs to play with Lop instead. I crushed my cat so hard, I got a scratch on my arm! Lop doesn't like tears in her fur.

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Week 1; Week 2; Day 15 16 Last night was amazing. The church party was a choir recital, then all kinds of Christmas goodies in the church hall. There must have been 300 people there! I didn't know there were so many people who would leave their families to get together at church on Christmas Eve eve. Meg said, "Don't be silly, their families are here too." Jack sings in the church choir, and

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Week 1; Week 2 Day 15 I learned today that Dad may be here for Christmas Eve dinner. Mom said the doctor had called Dad while Mom was in the hospital. Anyway he didn't promise to be here, but he might be. I have to decide if I want to show him Lop. If I show Dad, and Mom finds out, I might have to give up my kitten. But if I don't show him, I have to keep my biggest secret from Dad, and I'm

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Week 1 Back to today 8: two times blue There isn't a color for what I feel today. I heard Marcus has gone to live in Ohio with his cousins. Nobody seems to know what happened to his folks. Marion said she heard they had a big fight about moving somewhere, Marcus' mom threw a plate at his dad, and then they both walked out and left Marcus at home with his sister overnight. I don't know how

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Week 1; Day 8; Day 9; Day 10; Day 11; Day 12; Day 13 Day 14 I forgot to tell you what happened yesterday when I went shopping. I saw Nick again. He looked really sick, leaning against a wall downtown, and Marion wasn't with me. So I went up to talk to him. "Are you all right?" I asked him. He had some kind of blue stuff in his hand, and he just sort of slid down the wall til he was sitting on

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Week 1; Day 8; Day 9; Day 10; Day 11; Day 12 Day 13 Lop is so funny, woke me up this morning chasing a fly in the window. The fly was between the glass and the screen, and couldn't escape, and Lop couldn't reach it. So much buzzing and mewing, and Lop's claws on the glass. It made me think of the way I felt the other night when I was wishing so hard for something magic or miraculous to save me

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Week 1; Day 8; Day 9; Day 10; Day 11 Day 12 No school this week, we're on "session break". Mom won't let me put up Christmas decorations, and I don't think she's been out of the house to get presents. I got my present early (Lop, my kitten). So I decided to shop for something to cheer her up. I called Marion, but she didn't answer. I think her family might have gone to visit someone out of

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Week 1; Day 8; Day 9; Day 10 Day 11 I found a kitten today in the carport next door. I'm pretty sure it's a stray. It only has one ear&#8212the other is torn completely off. It makes the kitten look a little evil. It acted really hungry, so I took some lunchmeat from our fridge and fed it. It only bit my hand twice. I'm going to call it Lop. I snuck it into my bedroom, and I'll feed it twice

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Week 1; Day 8; Day 9 Day 10 I saw Nick this afternoon, and remembered how he had lost his job. I wanted ask him what the guy on the TV had to do with it, but he was doing some kind of deal with a really hard guy named PD or Petey. Marion kept tugging me away from him, so I just waved and went on by. Mom is still vegged out in the living room. I don't think she ever went to bed last night, so

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Week 1; Day 8 Day 9 Mom is home from the hospital again, but now she's kind of mad at me because I asked if I could stay with Marion for a few more days. Mom doesn't seem like she's well yet. When I got to Marion's this afternoon, her mom said Mom was at our house, and I could gather up my things and go home. It was nicer than that, it wasn't like "Get out!" So I called Mom and asked if I

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Week 1 Day 8 There isn't a color for what I feel today. I heard Marcus has gone to live in Ohio with his cousins. Nobody seems to know what happened to his folks. Marion said she heard they had a big fight about moving somewhere, Marcus' mom threw a plate at his dad, and then they both walked out and left Marcus at home with his sister overnight. I don't know how Marion finds out this stuff. I

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Back to today 1: what I see doesn't match what I learn There's a really nice looking man on the TV tonight. Mom says he's evil. The TV 'caster says he's letting "our guys" die. George down the block says his brother Nick lost his job and his girlfriend because of him. I don't know about our guys or evil, but I know the girl Nick was hangin' with last year in school, she's a real skank and he's

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Day 1; Day 2; Day 3; Day 4; Day 5; Day 6 Day 7 I got to see Mom at the hospital tonight. They moved her from ICU, but they still are watching her pretty close because they said she tried to kill herself. She was mostly asleep while I was there. She woke up for a minute and saw me and started crying again, so the nurse came in and gave her a shot, and she went back to sleep. I stayed for

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Day 1; Day 2; Day 3; Day 4; Day 5 Day 6 I came downstairs this morning and found Mom passed out on the floor. I called 911 and went to school. In second hour, they had me come to the office to say, your Mom will be in the hospital for a few days, do you have any family you can stay with? I explained that my Granda is dead, and I don't know how to get ahold of my Dad. So tonight I'm staying

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Day 1; Day 2; Day 3; Day 4 Day 5 I came home from school today and found Mom in tears with the TV set on. They're gonna kill him, she said. Who? That Scott, she said, the guy who killed his wife. I think, so why are you crying, Mom? Do you know him? Did you know the wife he killed? But I don't ask her, because suddenly I know why she's crying. It's because when Dad left, she died. So in a way

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Day 1; Day 2; Day 3 Day 4 I just learned my Granpa is dead. It turns out he actually died several weeks ago, but nobody thought I would need to know. Why!? I don't mean why did he die&#8212he was 95 or something, according to Mom. I mean why didn't they think I would want to know. He was my Dad's dad, and we don't speak to them any more says Mom. For one thing she says, he was an ornery old

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Day 1; Day 2 Day 3 Went to the mall food court today with Jack, Marion and Meg for a round of ear surfing. Nothing good going on&#8212we changed tables three times and didn't hear anything better than the results of Survivor and some guy talking about his spam problems. Nothing like that day we overheard the lady telling her teenie daughter how to have sex without getting pregnant. That was a

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Day 1 Day 2 Okay, today wasn't too bad. Until lunchtime anyway. I had my assignments done for once, and my first-hour teacher (science) let me skip the whole 50-minute hour because I told her my religion didn't allow me to dissect frogs. I'll be okay until she talks to my Mom and finds out we're officially atheists. Hey, Marion said we could even sue the school for letting me out of something

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Day 1 There's a really nice looking man on the TV tonight. Mom says he's evil. The TV 'caster says he's letting "our guys" die. George down the block says his brother Nick lost his job and his girlfriend because of him. I don't know about our guys or evil, but I know the girl Nick was hangin' with last year in school, she's a real skank and he's better off without her. Not sure about his job,

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