Spring 82, X008

Apparently yesterday was Spring 81, X008. When my father checked my diary, he shouted at me, saying, "Where’s the date and year? Always put the date and year!!" With such a belligerent tone in his voice.

It also felt like he just inspected all the right and wrong of my writing my diary and said that the only thing you got wrong is no date and said that he won’t be inspecting my diary any longer.

To keep things in mind, there are four seasons consisting of spring, summer, autumn, and winter. Each season consists of no more or less than eighty-four days.

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Tomorrow, me and my friends will test all our skills. It’s a good thing my role is a scout, as I noticed that my ears are more sharp than others. Let’s just say my senses are sharper than others.

Marge said she knows a good place, but we can meet up at her house before preparing.

Me, Daelan, and Hank have no idea where her place is, so she takes a paper and a pencil out of her satchel. She then starts drawing on it, and after she's done, she hands it to the three of us.

It was a makeshift map where the buildings are square. Two points that start from where we usually meet up and another point to where her house is supposed to be.

Then she said I'd meet you there and left without even detailing what her house looks like.

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