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Dear diary, I don't remember if I told you already, but I guess so, since it's always the same. Summer. I hate it. I hate it with a passion. It's not only because of the heat and the sun, but because of where I have to spend the summer. I hate the garden, I hate the house and especially I hate my father. ... Dear diary, it's even worse than I imagined. Already now my body is covered with mosquito- and bug-bites and some kind of allergic reaction to some plant in the garden. The rareness of me being asleep increases. ... Dear diary, you won't believe what happened. I don't believe it myself. I was in some kind of doze when I heard a l