Sadie woke up in the middle of the night, screaming, just as she had for the past six years. She tried to remember the last time she'd had a pleasant dream. But she couldn't. It had been too long. Sadie threw back the covers and stepped from her bed. Her clothes clung to her body and a few strands of her long auburn hair stuck to the hollows of her temples with sweat. Her feet seemed to stick to the floor as she made her way across her room over to her desk. After sitting down and turning on her стол письменный, стол lamp, Sadie opened one of the drawers and pulled out a diary. She flipped to the Далее blank...
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