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Dear diary,

I had already dropped my map, supplies and tent in the black bog. I was beginning to think  that all this was bad idea. Michael  had warned me not to come but something about this forest made me want to come. My  muddy boots were beginning to sink into the bog. It was making me think that I  may  not make it home tonight.

I was well and truly lost

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