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Barry's Diaries – 53

It was after nine, Barry was tired, but  looked over his Journal.  He read through the pencil scribblings,  his hysteria and shock of what he’d encountered on Friday afternoon.  

He began to change  what he’d written.  

He took out the sordid details of Lou’s Diner,  made it shrug away.   He focused on the basketball game he’d gone to later that evening, not on the “Crowd”.  

Content with his new version he used his pen to make it permanent.

He considered how he’d deal with visits to Lou’s Diner.   He couldn’t just refuse to ever go, for then he’d be out; no friends, no links, nothing.

This New Barry needed friends, friends who looked up to him or at least, eye to eye.

What do you think?

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