Dear diary,

  We're going in circles.

  I keep on ending up at the same place. Every time I pass by the puddle I feel like the drips are falling faster. It feels like I'm being chased, but I can't see my chaser. I ran away from it for a while but nothing's gotten me yet. We just keep on going in circles. Whatever this thing is it's messing with my head.

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  I'm really tired and I want to sleep. But I'm scared of that thing in the dark. But I can't keep on going like this.

  I'll stay by the puddle where the light is and take a nap. I'll see you in a bit. Wish me luck.

  Love,

  Tina