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Jesse’s Lost Journal — by Mark Patton

Entry 6, 1982

I got the car, pilule it’s parked in the street. After driving home it refused to start… really deadly… it will work out.

That girl from school has offered to give me a lift to school and at least that gets me off the bus. What a nightmare this has been, I do not think things can get worse. I really hate it all but I am still faking it and no one knows how terrible I really feel. I have this one teacher in gym who keeps pushing at me and that Jock guy I mentioned… he seems to set us up for trouble and then isolates us, after school detention etc and then we end up in the shower alone while he lectures us…

My friend says he is a pervert…

It does seem strange… course there is no one to talk to about this because the Dick is a different kind of pervert and Mom does not want to talk about that… so I will pretend not to notice and be happy…

Slipped out of the hot house again last night… and walked… saw someone was in the shadows but beyond that I was all alone… now I am exhausted and it is time to eat and then got to school.

Jesse’s Lost Journals

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