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F I LE 8   U P L O A D E D: Lizzie's Diary,
Entry 2

WARNING: C O R R U P T E D F I L E

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It's my fault

It's my fault

ITS MY FAULT

ITS MY FAULT

I saw him

He had scissors

I knew the rope looked weird

I let him go on anyway

It was his fault, he had the scissors

It was my fault, I didn't tell him

It was his fault

It was his fault

It was my fault

I should have said something.

Im so sorry FWhip.

It's my fault.

You would be fine right now if it weren't for me

Oh.

It really is my fault.

He hated you because he hated me.

And you stood up for me.

I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry

I'm sorry brother

I'm sorry

I'm so so so so sorry

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I hope you're okay. I won't be able to live with myself if you aren't.

I don't think I could live without you.

Please be okay.

I'm so sorry.

I should have stopped him. I should have taken the scissors.

But I didn't, and I'm sorry.

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E̶͎̦̪̗̩̲̞̭ͮ̑̏͊̂̈̐ͅR̸̢̛̭̲̹̟̲͚̜̆̅̔Ŕ̜͇̟̘̄̍ͫO̪͈ͭͪ̋ͭ̚͢͝R͔͎̝͋͢͢͢

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U͟nt̴il̕ ̵now, ͢I d͡i͞d͠n̛'t ̡k͡n͏o͝w L͝i͘zz̡ie bl͏a̵m̵e͞d h̸e̵rse͠l͟f̵ ̧so muc̀ḩ.̴

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It wa̵sn't y͝oúr f̧àul͡t, Li̧zz͡i̸e.

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I̡t̷ ͜w͢a̧s n͘ev̕ér t̴he f̧áųl̛t̛ o̧f̢ ͠any óf u͢s̶.

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E̶͎̦̪̗̩̲̞̭ͮ̑̏͊̂̈̐ͅR̸̢̛̭̲̹̟̲͚̜̆̅̔Ŕ̜͇̟̘̄̍ͫO̪͈ͭͪ̋ͭ̚͢͝R͔͎̝͋͢͢͢

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