Fabulary 27th 1994
Dear Diary
Before we start the trip, we brought several clothes for hunting. Also, we don't want to go with millions of people. So we made a anglelider and named 'judy.' Sylvia said we have to cross the North Atlantic Ocean to go New York. I was so excited until the horrible thing happened. We met a storm with lightning, so judy shaked so strongly that I got seasickness.
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