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dear diary
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dear diary, June 11, 1832
Today was a tragic tale of fate, I, mary beth, was tending to my mothers garden when sarah anne was corssing the street. I told sarah before not to cross unless you made sure there were no automobiles on the road, one second I see sarah anne crossing, I turn my back to tend to my flower bed, and I hear a bloodcurdling scream! I whip my body around and see sarah anne smudged on the road, as if she were road kill. I burst into tears running to her limp and tender body. There was blood everywhere, and the poor girl was only 11 years old. The automobile turned around shamelessly, the darned thing killed sarah anne. i will make sure that this man is brought to justice, this is an atrocity! Our small town of shelbyville will not stand for this.
Love,
Mary Beth