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No Plagiarism!IXyeEkn4h4QpyvlvldKOposted on PENANA

July 4th 2008copyright protection55PENANAaPAmGc1yzL

Diarycopyright protection55PENANAyhJ6wnrTrJ

Happy Fourth of July… Not really though.copyright protection55PENANAYi8wNt29HM

But I’m amazed I still know the date, although I have no idea whether it’s Monday or Saturday really. My eyes are blue a lot now. Thankfully I don’t have to worry about clothes; we find shops every now and then. Stalkers don’t care whether you’re wearing green or red.copyright protection55PENANAXSCyfjKgRk

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July 21st 2008copyright protection55PENANAH1TPyGjAQ0

Diarycopyright protection55PENANAnOS0m7j7oa

I’m getting better at killing Stalkers. They go down with more ease and I’m getting stronger every day. That’s good, at least. My eyes never change from blue though.copyright protection55PENANArpA4a7di6g

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September 13th 2008copyright protection55PENANAXO7QOuY7Bm

Diarycopyright protection55PENANAi3MT7W0kf6

I took down four Stalkers by myself today. Uncle was proud, for lack of a better word.  I actually smiled when I did it, which scared me.copyright protection55PENANAA8USUyInv9

I even avoided getting buckets of blood on me. Also, it’s getting colder. As we’ve headed north we’ve had to salvage clothes from stores along the way. Like coats, scarves, and things like that. Because of the shorter nights, we’ve been camping early, so I’ve had a lot of time to write. I made up a fable about Stalkers. It goes like this:copyright protection55PENANAGsXOiLihTT

When the sun goes downcopyright protection55PENANADbWp44m5pB

In turn they wakecopyright protection55PENANAcZJ7SEFA1a

To roam the earthcopyright protection55PENANAKHDHwWtOdm

With sorrowful wailscopyright protection55PENANAIQxFgCJCI8

Wherever they walkcopyright protection55PENANAdV8X20BHBC

The ground’s quakecopyright protection55PENANASlkv3QrwFE

They are horriblecopyright protection55PENANASnvq3L3MnM

And their toxins never fail.copyright protection55PENANAVBH3yJ4arG

So if you are out late at nightcopyright protection55PENANAMk27P5XhBD

You better make sure you listencopyright protection55PENANAWu0sV3dZQB

For their bones will crackcopyright protection55PENANALLdsPLbUVD

And their flesh will glisten.copyright protection55PENANAAIXCPNHN4j

The worst Stalkers are the ones that runcopyright protection55PENANAq1OrtJvHIm

They tear through flesh and they tear through bonecopyright protection55PENANAiu8vWXh8Rd

They flee at the first sign of the suncopyright protection55PENANAMsWJ4MwMzB

But they will not hesitate to guarantee the grave is where you will go…copyright protection55PENANA60DUs6EYNn

I named it: The Hunters of Night.copyright protection55PENANAl6RtCNqUWi

Thankfully only some of them come out in daylight.copyright protection55PENANA7IK4rPQYCq

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December 18th 2008copyright protection55PENANAEefvHRj8Lf

Diarycopyright protection55PENANAqTXbXp1NoD

Uncle has been keeping something from me. He’s been working on something almost every night. But whenever I try to find out what it is, he tells me to shoo. I wonder what it is.copyright protection55PENANAeZlFcYzxfs

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December 25th 2008copyright protection55PENANAYXrV8ol9cK

Diarycopyright protection55PENANANrJ97V8Gto

I finally figured out what the heck Uncle has been working on. He gave it to me this morning. A bow! I totally forgot today was Christmas, and so I felt bad I didn’t get him anything. He even showed me how to make arrows. But thankfully I found a canteen in a random mall, so I gave that to him. He could have gotten it himself, but his eyes lit up when he saw it. I guess it’s the thought that counts? We tried to make it a happy Christmas, even ate some deer meat we’ve been saving. I felt a happiness I haven’t felt in months. And I think, all today, my eyes were just purple.copyright protection55PENANA98iQ3HePqL

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PS: Even Sandy got a bone to chew (from an animal, by the way).copyright protection55PENANAqOS9XZ55Fy


January 5th 2009copyright protection55PENANAtPGMGKtVzT

Diarycopyright protection55PENANAGXioLCfZig

It feels weird to write 2009… For so long it’s been 2008… Anyway, I was just thinking about Gracie today. I wonder if she made it. I want to hope on hope that she did. I miss her a lot.copyright protection55PENANAqI4iR2hW7X

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January 13th 2009copyright protection55PENANAL4t3seGHeY

Diarycopyright protection55PENANAXEH2Wz4evc

Uncle seems agitated. We’ve started to camp in trees, and he showed me how to make sure Stalkers don’t know when we’re up one. He keeps saying to plan ahead; to always have a second exit just in case. I wonder what he’s up to. I couldn’t figure out what he was doing on Christmas, so I doubt I’ll figure it out.copyright protection55PENANAb0NYcbr93P

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January 14th 2009copyright protection55PENANAw1gd3dM8ri

Diarycopyright protection55PENANAkCj8Awj2Fn

I’ve been thinking.copyright protection55PENANARkbKs36QBa

Uncle is the only other human I’ve seen since that day long ago, right before we rode up the mountain of Silver Creek. I kissed my Daddy goodbye, and I gave my Mother a hug. I feel so lonely without them. And I realize I’ve been trying to hide my feelings, trying to ignore them. But I know,  if I let myself feel them, I’m afraid I’ll go crazy.copyright protection55PENANAr7cHlgV8om

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Ps: I looked in a shard of mirror that I found in an abandoned house. My eyes have turned grey. They haven’t changed back at all. I put the mirror shard in my pack to bring along to check if they are grey all the time. I should ask Uncle about it. I’m sure he’s noticed, whenever he looks at my eyes, he gets a sad look on his face.copyright protection55PENANAxthJdKMkAn


January 21st 2009copyright protection55PENANAv2vHJRXFZm

Diarycopyright protection55PENANA1q40aVAr5b

He said it will probably stay that color for a while. I cannot imagine my eyes ever returning to purple again, much less blue. At least I don’t hate grey.copyright protection55PENANAoDEFmSq9d0

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PS: I might not write again Diary for a long time. Just a heads up…copyright protection55PENANALsjPtuK3VQ

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