Dear Diary,
I know about a secret... The Secret. it was when Terry and i were biking past the Amber Mall. I saw my mom in a vehicle with another man, he had short blond hair and was wearing a white tennis shirt. I saw her and was lucky she didn't see me.
On my way to the airport my mother gave me a hatchet to use in the wilderness while staying with my dad. The hatchet had a steel handle and a rubber hand-grip, it came with a leather case for the head of the hatchet. Also it had a brass belt clip on it. I thought it was kind of "hokey" but I told mom it was a very nice gift and that i liked it.
While flying to the oil fields to stay with my dad my pilot had a sudden heart attack. The Plane Filled with a strange body odor while the pilot was jerking himself back and forth in his seat because of the immense pain in his chest.After a while the pilot just stopped moving all together. i took his radio and tried to contact someone while trying to fly the plane with what skills i had from what the pilot taught me
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