Dear Diary,
My family and I have been living very poorly. We have no food, we're lucky we have a home. All my friends have a moved away to go to California.
Now I'm alone depressed I can't bare any longer. Sometimes I believe that is the end of the world. I cry and pray every night at the same time praying to God that this will soon end.
Then the next year when we got a new presidnet everything seemed to change. My father and my eldest brother entered a prohram together. Before we knew it life was getting betetr and easier.
One day I remembered all those times and prayed to God. I did a shy grin and said,
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