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day fifty (night)

Dear Diary,

Packing, packing, packing, and even more packing!
"Ew what was that?!"
"I need more boxes..."
"Dad I'm out of trash bags!"
The only three sentences I've used since Friday..
I haven't talked to anyone since graduation (except mom and dad).
I've literally been locked away in my room. After graduation I went and signed the papers for an apartment not far from the newest tribute center. They're doing the finishing touches right now.
I'll be able to officially move in tomorrow. I'll only have 5 1/2 days in my flat until I have to move in the tribute center for a while.
I wonder how Haymitch is doing..
All alone in D12.
My nightmares have slowed down to maybe every other day.
I still don't understand why President Snow had Haymitch's family killed.
What about all of those other deaths that are in the newspaper every now and then?
When a senator or secretary or something dies from a heart attack. Is that President Snow's doing? Or am I over thinking again? I'm probably over thinking it.
I'm sure there is a logical reason for him killing Haymitch's parents.
I mean he's been President since before the war!
Why would he go around killing people? Especially the ones who work for him.
That's just crazy!
*yawn* Goodnight Diary!
Love,

Effie

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Even though I just rented seasons three six and seven of Doctor Who (I love Donna and River!) I'm going to try and write another chapter or two later this week.

-SteggyInTheTARDIS

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