Dear Diar,
There is a big storm coming and I do not know what is going to happen. It is going to be a mix between a thunder-storm, flash flood, earthquake, and tornado. I am hoping that no one gets hurt and also that the storm will just pass us completely. Luckily when my parents built this place they built it for these types of storms, but it is so old I doubt that the house can still withstand these storms. Even though this is true, one of the girls are being a pedantic. I cannot stand it. She keeps trying to correct every little thing and it annoys our butts.This might be my last time writing to you ever. I was really hoping that in would be able to survive long enough to see the day day when they would stop trying to capture us who are Seventh Day Adventists. I guess only time will tell. Incase i do die and someone finders this diary, I would just like to thank God for keeping me alive this long, I would like to thank my parents for building this place, and I will also like to thank the people who helped me to go into hiding. Gentle Jesus meek and mild, look upon a little child, and keep us safe to morning light. ~Halle
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