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Sunday, January 18, 2004
Last night = scared + tired + slightly tipsy = spent the night at Allison's.
Where I sat in the kitchen, I kept seeing some dark figure going up the stairs.
Allison saw my eyes always looking in that direction. "What is it?" she asked with worry.
I said it must be my hair, always hanging over my eyes.
Allison told me that when she sits in that chair she always sees something going up the stairs. She also has dark hair that dangles over her face.
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