March 3, 2003

• Things were looking up about a month later. I was just regaining my strength enough to the point where I was ready to move on. Here is the last of the journal entries pertaining to the trouble I had with Maggie. What came after this entry was to terrible for me to write about.

  
  

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  7/22/01       Sunday   9:57 pm

  
  

  The madness has faded somewhat, as if it were tiring or perhaps it is retreating to muster its strength for another strike. No, that’s stupid. Not impossible however, because I notice all my life’s misfortunes come and go. It seems, though, that the time between the tides is narrowing and my troubles are piling on top of one another. Perhaps I’m overexaggerating, but it seems true enough.

  
  

       The summer is close to over, and I fear that this final year will be my hardest yet. Not academically, but this year I have no one to care for. In 9th and 10th grade, I had Josephine. She turned me down, and I was devastated. 11th grade, I had Maggie. She refused me as well, and I am still distraught beyond words.

  
  

      Will my wounds ever heal? Hers obviously have, if there were any to begin with. I hope so, but then again, I don’t. I wouldn’t want to be responsible for hurting her. Maybe Josephine is right, I worry too much.

  
  

                                Jake Boddicker

  
  

                                          10:08 pm

  
  

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  Yes it was a golden time. I was actually getting over it. Sure I was still hurting but healing as well. One does not heal without pain. Everything was peachy.

  
  

  Until August.

  
  

  In August I invited my friend William to go to Adventureland with my family. Upon arriving at my house William asked me if I knew that Maggie was leaving for college in Missouri the morning of the next day. I didn’t, because she never returned any of my calls or letters. I hadn’t talked to her on the phone since June when I begged her to help me. At the time I had thought it was simply because she was too busy but little did I know that after the rising of the next moon I would discover the truth behind her silence.

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