Because sometimes, you just have to get it off your chest. My sister evidently HAD to give vent to some feelings about sores and puss. Enjoy. :)
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The entry:
"Hi,
I know this is Jess's journal, but I had to write SOMEWHERE! Anyway, I have two sores on each elbow. At first, they were covered with puss. But Mom scraped it off."
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I count journal entries as relevant to this blog because, after all, what is a journal entry but a letter to oneself? I'm amused by the cover of my first diary. Man, that kid is dang excited about a bunch of cows! :)
I'm so glad you found this page again! I couldn't remember whether it was in my journal or yours, but I knew I had written something somewhere about puss, illustrations included! How funny!