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Chronicles of a slave

Part 1

Chronicles

                -1-

Fantoura, Monday February 3rd, 1997. 1:14 AM.

Hello diary! This is pam writing to you.

it likes to call itself "slave slut filthy piece of shit; pam" and it doesn't like to use the first pronoun when referring to itself. it simply uses "it" because this is how a slave should refer to itself and pam is a slave deep inside. it is writing this on its PC while sitting on a bottle in a very painful and humiliating position. it is stark naked although it is not so warm. it thinks a slave should be always kept in bad conditions so that it keeps suffering like it always should. it has to say that the neck of the bottle is penetrating its asshole and that it is coated with a thick generous coat of "Vicks Vaporub" ointment that is used to sooth the symptoms of flu. Vicks contains Camphor, Menthol, Thymol and Oils of Eucalyptus. These things burn like hell on the soft membranes of the anus and the rectum! it has to say too that sitting like this while writing this on its PC is so aching and degrading. it is hardly supporting its body weight on its asshole and its toes. its thighs, calves, back and tummy muscles are already aching. it is putting the monitor, the keyboard and the case on the floor to be able to sit like this. Of course the door is closed from inside by the key. it never allowed anybody to clean its room because simply this may have led to a scandal. it keeps all the slavery "implements" in its wide room. its body is shaking because of the awkward position it is assuming.

Yesterday was its 16th birthday. The party that its father and mother made for celebrating this occasion just ended from no more than 30 minutes. As soon as the party was over and its father and mother left, it decided to go to its room to celebrate with its Master; Grossmann. it has to say something here diary! pam created Master Grossmann! Master Grossmann lives only inside pam and never existed outside its mind and will never exist. pam will say this once and for good diary. it will never say it again, so please, forget about it!

pam entered its room to find Master Grossmann sitting comfortably on its bed. And as soon as He saw it, He ordered it to strip stark naked and it did slowly and seductively. Then He ordered it to prepare the bottle. it got it from the large toys box that it keeps under its bed and got the Vicks jar from the same toys box and upon His orders, it applied a generous amount of the ointment to coat the neck of the empty, sparkling juice, glass bottle that he chose from among its collection of toys. Finally, it was ordered to put the bottle on the floor and squat over it such that its anus is against the top of the bottle neck. As soon as it obeyed the order, it felt the Vicks getting in contact with its soft tissues. It didn't start to burn right away. Not until it was ordered to sink down on the bottle neck to get it deeper into its sensitive rectum.

This order from Master Grossmann was savage but it obeyed like a good slave should. it tried to beg but it knew better. it saw a look in its Master's eyes that convinced it not even to beg and to obey straightforward. it was suffering now as the long neck of the bottle penetrated deep through its rectum pressing against its inner flesh and soon the devilish ointment started to burn like hell. it was ordered to preserve this position and to start writing its diaries on the computer.

Oh diary! This hurts like hell. Master Grossmann looked straight to its eyes and ordered it to start writing how it all began. it has to say this was a very tough assignment but a good slave should always obey.

Well… it began since it was a kid! filthy piece of shit doesn't exactly remember when it started feeling the need to act like a slave. it tried hard to remember when it began feeling the urge to get controlled but in vain. Master Grossmann once tortured it by the bastinado but it was not able to remember anything before the age of 12 when it begged the mathematics teacher to punish it hard for its terrible mistakes. All teachers were, and are until now; afraid to punish pam because of its father's wealth and authority in Fantoura, the small town pam lives in with its family.

At the age of 12 it was given a math tutorial at home because it was not feeling ease studying math at its own. it was in the first preparatory class and was not very fond of math. Although its father was able to let it succeed in math without even studying it, he decided that it's better for his daughter to have a math tutor at home and it was its school teacher in class that its daughter selected to be its tutor.

Her name was Miss. Sandra and she was very decent and very firm and strict too. However, she was still afraid of pam's father reputation so she reluctantly accepted to be pam's tutor. After a few sessions, pam decided to make advantage of the situation to cater for the need of its slave soul that is always burning inside it. pam at that time was not yet Master Grossmann's slave.

pam simply asked Miss. Sandra to punish it when it makes mistakes and actually, pam made many mistakes. Miss. Sandra was at first afraid that this would be a setup from pam the spoilt child and the daughter of the infamous tycoon. However, pam with tears in its eyes assured Miss. Sandra that it needed a firm hand to take care of it.

Miss. Sandra started by some corner time with pam facing the wall with its hands over its head. Then pam "encouraged" Miss. Sandra to move towards more severe punishments like caning pam's hands and pam's soles too. Miss. Sandra served to discipline pam a lot and still serves to discipline it. The slave soul inside pam is content because it has Miss. Sandra in its life.

Oh diary… Master walked and stood behind the filthy piece of shit and had a look on what the slave is writing and didn't like it very much. Then He simply took His leather belt off His waist and doubled it into two and raised His hand holding the folded belt high then brought it down on the back of the filthy piece of shit. THWAAAAAAAAAACCCCKKK!

filthy piece of shit felt the searing pain of the lash burning its soft back flesh across the shoulder blades. The impact of the lash upon its shoulder blades made it rock on the bottle which added to its humiliation and anal pain. filthy piece of shit couldn't turn its neck to look its Master in the eyes and it knew that it should be putting its hands over its head so it did as it is supposed to do. Master gave it two more savage lashes on its back then said:

-      pam… aren't you aware that I love details?

-      Yes Master slave is aware of this.

-      So, why the hell… THWAAAACCKKK… aren't you writing what happened with Miss. Sandra in some details?

-      filthy piece of shit didn't know this will be interesting to You Master.

-      THWAAAAAAACCCK THWAAAAAACCCKKKK THWAAAAACCCCCCK … Did it… THWAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCKKK… ask?

-      No Master it didn't. Pardon it pleasssssseee Master. This hurts a lot Master especially when it is impaled on a bottle in the position it is now.

-      Do I care cunt? THWAAAAACCCCCCCK

-      No Master You don't but...

-      THWAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCK But what whore? Are you arguing with me? THWAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCKKK

-      No Master of course Your slave is not arguing… Ah! Oh… This hurtsssss Master.

-      What hurts more pam? The belt whipping your back or being impaled on the bottle feeling the burn of Vicks?

-      Both Master. Being impaled inhumanly like this is very degrading and the cold weather is making it more intense Master. Vicks is so embarrassing because it makes my asshole very hot and burning and unable to close properly Master and hurts so much. When the lash hits slave's back it hurts in itself and magnifies the impalement feeling thus intensifying slave's feeling of being degraded like the piece of shit it really is Master.

-      Good description cunt. So, why aren't you using this talent in telling your diary about what took place with Miss. Sandra and how dare you say I won't be interested? Don't you know me good pam?

-      Of course this filthy smelly piece of shit knows You very well Master.

-      Then it was cheating when it left out details?

-      No Master! it swears it didn't mean it like this at all.

-      pam… I don't like the tone.

-      Pardon Your slave Master.

-      Ask for a punishment filthy piece of shit.

-      Please Master; punish this filthy piece of shit severely.

-      You are not begging enough filthy piece of shit!

-      Oh Master! Please punish this filthy whore the way it deserves. it is begging You to punish it hard without mercy. Oh pleaaaaasssseeee Master give it hard time. Please hurt and degrade it so that it won't do bad things again.

-      Even though your begging is not convincing enough, you will be punished cunt. You earned a punishment and it will be hard and long lasting.

-      Yes Master. Thank You Master.

-      You will be going to school tomorrow!

-      Oh Master but father said the slave can take tomorrow off because…

-      Are you arguing pam? Again?

-      Oh Master this slave is not arguing. Pardon it Master and punish it harder please. it deserves the worst.

-      And it will get it cunt. THWAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCK

-      Oh yes Masterrrrr. This hurts so much.

-      Do I care cunt? Now you will bring some laxative suppositories from the fridge. Don't loose the bottle. Walk like a duck cunt.

-      Yes Master.

pam was about to start duck-walking when Master said:

-      Wait cunt… I didn't finish yet! THWAAAAAAAAACKKKKKK.

-      Oh Master! Sorry Master. This slave is terribly sorry.

-      Now what we want to do is the following; we want to make closing your asshole so painful and keeping it open so embarrassing. What do you think we are going to do pam?

-      This slave slut will have a laxative suppository Master?

-      Only one suppository pam?

-      Oh… two Master?

-      Only two pam?

-      Oh Master please; have mercy of the worthless whore please.

-      Hahaha! We have fresh jalapeno pepper fruits in the fridge and fresh cayenne too. Don't we pam?

-      Yes Master.

-      We have powder cheyenne too, right?

-      Yes Master.

-      And we have Tabasco and Hot Sumatra sauces too, right?

pam was beet red when it said again with a small voice:

-      Yes Master.

Master Grossmann continued…

-      Fresh cayenne will do the trick. Get "6 of the best" out of the fridge with 2 adult glycerin laxative suppositories and lets see what we will be doing with them. Hahaha!

-      Yes Master.

Master always referred to fresh chilly pepper fruits as "a number of the best". He never used this expression for a number of cane swats as usual because pam never got "six of the best" in this context. Minimum number for the slave's ass was 25 of the very best.

pam's face was not more than beet red. it was expecting the worst. it was about to cry but it didn't do the same mistake twice. it stayed in its place till Master says otherwise. However, this didn't seem to please its Master who lashed its back hard THWAAAAAAAAAACCCKKKK.

-      Why aren't you moving whore?

-      stupid cunt will move right away Master.

-      THWAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCKKKKKK… wait whore. Hahaha!

pam was about to cry when it was ordered again to wait. it was sure Master was just toying with it to increase its humiliation and He was doing this with great success. Again it kept its hands over its head and waited with its body supported only on its asshole over the painful bottle neck and its toes. It was more painful over time to maintain such an awkward position and it was getting colder too. Master continued:

-      Bring me a bar of soap too pam, a knife and a cutting board.

And he waited a while then said:

-      What about some castor oil too and some magic bullets? HAHAHA.

-      Please Master please, please, please. Have mercy on the poor guts of Your slave.

-      You know the rules of the game pam since you became My slave. I don't have to be fair, sane, merciful or considerate. I just have to be strict, mean, cruel and sadist. Right pam?

-      Yes Master.

-      Good that you know. Now just go and bring "6 of the best" cayenne pepper fruits, 2 glycerin suppositories, a bar of soap, a knife and a cutting board. THWAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCKKKK… Now move pam!

-      But Master… but…

-      Again stupid cunt? But what? THWAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCKKKK.

-      The knife and the cutting board are in the kitchen and this slave is supposed to stay naked and not to loose the bottle. it won't be able to do that!

-      Why pam?

-      its brother or one of the maids may see it like this Master and it will be a scandal.

-      Is this My problem pam?

-      Of course not Your problem Master but please don't scandalize Your slave. Anything revealed to its family might lead to ending this slave's relationship with You Master.

-      Mmm! But you will pay for not having a knife and a cutting board in your room.

-      Oh Master please! You didn't order this before. Moreover, this slut's room is too crowded with slave things.

-      THWAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCK… is this My problem cunt? THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK.

-      Ouch! No Master. Sorry Master.

-      You may put on your night gown but no underwear and you will go barefooted. Moreover, the knife and the cutting board you will bring will never leave this room. So, bring the large thick wooden board with the handle. The one that looks like a paddle.

-      Master, they will accuse Karen of stealing them as usual and they will beat her bad.

-      Do I care about this whore? THWAAAACCCKKKKK.

-      Oh no Master, You don't!

-      Bring also with you the big wooden spoon that your mother brought you a few days ago from the sales. She doesn't really need it and they will whip Karen anyway!

-      Yes Master.

-      Don't return back to Me from the kitchen with your asshole empty. A slave should never have an empty asshole. Use your imagination. The only reason I will leave you go to the kitchen with an empty asshole, is to return back with it full. You may go now bitch. Move this ass! THWAAACCCK…

pam moved fast. it stood up and removed the bottle from its ass. The bottle neck came out with a loud pop. its asshole hurt so much and it was sure it will hurt much, much more soon. it was desperate to use the bathroom too but it was not a situation that would allow it such luxury. it put on its cotton night gown and started its way towards the kitchen. Thanks to God that Master Grossmann didn't order it to crawl or something. its asshole was already twitching and its crisscrossed back was so sensitive to the soft touch of the cotton gown. it opened the door, took a good look to the long corridor outside trying to make sure nobody was awake and headed towards the kitchen. In the kitchen it moved fast getting what its Master ordered and in no time it has the sharp knife, the wooden cutting board and the big wooden spoon. Then, it was the moment of truth. it knew very well that Master Grossmann would make it return back to the kitchen once more, naked this time, to get something stuffed in its ass, if the first one didn't impress Him. That's why it took a minute or so thinking about what it has to stuff up its ass. its mind kept moving fast; "What about the ketchup bottle from the fridge? Maybe a corn ear? The biggest one! A cucumber or a carrot won't impress Him. What about some big dates or two pears? What about the egg beater?" But its ass wasn't that torn apart to take it quickly. it didn't want to get late because it knew better lest Master Grossmann would punish it. So, it simply got the ketchup bottle from the fridge and put it on the floor. its heart was beating so fast because it was very worried that some family member might see it. it raised the hem of its gown and then squatted over the bottle. It was a 340 ml Heinz one. Then, it simply sat on the bottle the way it was sitting on the previous one in its room and it pushed down so hard trying to get it inside its rectal cavity as fast as possible because it won't be easy to explain what it was doing to anyone who might discover it. it bit its lower lip and tears collected in its eyes when the cold bottle was invading its asshole to stay inside its rectum. it kept a long loud moan deep inside its chest and kept pushing down on the bottle and bending its knees to push its fat ass downwards to get more and more impaled. It was a so humiliating process to be forced to do this in the kitchen not sure if anybody will simply discover it or not. Besides being so humiliating, it was so painful. it kept pushing its ass and bending its knees till it felt its asscheeks touching the cold floor. it shivered, not only out of cold, but also due to the fact that it was able to take the whole bottle inside its ass. it was thinking its ass might be bleeding but it did what it had to do anyway. it thought also that it needs to work on its ass reversely to get it super tight again.

pam clenched its ass muscles on the bottle then left the squatting position and stood up and started its way towards its room. Only when it entered its room, it discovered that it has left the items behind it. its face turned tomato red and Master Grossmann looked furiously towards it.

-      Where are the fucking items, filthy piece of shit?

He said.

-      filthy piece of shit left them behind it Master. it's terribly sorry. Please forgive filthy piece of shit.

And pam burst into tears. This didn't prevent Master Grossmann from slapping its face hard; a slap that threw it on the floor and to put His booted foot over its neck and said,

-      Why did this happen cunt? Are you disobeying Me?

Master was furious and slave was shaking from fear.

-      ANSWER ME CUNT. ARE YOU DISOBEYING ME?

-      No Master, cunt is not disobeying You. it simply was consumed in getting something up its ass from the kitchen and then it forgot completely about the items because it is stupid. Please forgive it Master and punish it so hard that it won't do this again. Please fry it alive Master but don't get that angry of it.

pam was shaking with fear and with the deep sensation of shame it felt as a slave disappointed its beloved Master. Master calmed down and said:

-      So, what did you bring in your ass stupid whore?

-      A ketchup bottle Master.

-      Good. You will leave it here and return back to the kitchen once more and get the items and leave your filthy ass empty for once. You will count the number of similar ketchup bottles in the kitchen and come back to me in no time. Start moving whore.

-      Yes Master.

pam said this then immediately removed the ketchup bottle from its ass and left it on its desk and then hurried to the kitchen once more. it was pretty sure there will be a few ketchup bottles in the cupboard. it found 9 other similar bottles and 6 bigger ones of hot ketchup bottles 500 ml each. it took the knife, cutting board and the wooden spoon to its room where it submissively put at its Master's feet telling Him in a small voice that there are 9 more similar bottles and 6 bigger hot ones.

-      Is that all whore?

-      Yes Master. That's all what cunt found in the cupboard.

-      If by any means this was not accurate, You will regret being born pam. Keep this in mind… Now! It is 3:00 am now. You will start by getting all the 15 bottles from the kitchen to here using your filthy ass. You'd better hurry up pam.

-      But the hot ketchup bottles are so big Master. Please they won't get into Your slave's ass.

-      Oh you are really stupid pam and You keep arguing and I hate stupidity. For this, you will take the Vicks jar with you each time you go to the kitchen. You will carry it in your ass and when you are in the kitchen, you will get it out and cover the bottle with a thin film of Vicks then put the jar in your mouth and stick the bottle up your ass. When you are back here, you will replace the bottle in your ass with the Vicks jar then you'll take another round. Understood stupid cunt?

-      Yes Master. The stupid cunt understands.

-      Good... GO!

pam squatted to insert the Vicks jar into its rectum. It was a painful and humiliating process as usual but nothing was new regarding these two issues. After it made sure the jar is deep inside its rectum, it hurried back to the kitchen. Walking was pure agony but it did it like a good slave and in the kitchen it extracted the jar from its ass using its fingers and pushing hard as if it was taking a shit then opened it to use the heating ointment in covering the glass bottles of ketchup then closed the small jar and put it into its mouth cavity to feel the bitter taste of its own ass mixed with the bitter taste of Vicks itself. Then it squatted over the bottle taking it under its gown and started impaling itself on it till the bottle is securely trapped in its rectum. it started with the nine smaller bottles and when it was doing the fourth of them it was silently sobbing and weeping. Walking was now beyond agony and humiliation was cutting deep into its soul.

Finally pam kept the last 500 ml hot ketchup bottle inside its rectum and knelt on all fours to lick the 15 other bottles clean as ordered by its cruel Master. It was 5:00 am when it finished its painful ordeal and Master Grossmann was back to the "six of the best" pepper fruits, the soap bar, the knife, the cutting board and the two laxative suppositories.

pam was so exhausted when Master Grossmann ordered it to start preparing its anal stuffing paste. It started by cutting the fresh cayenne into very small pieces to prepare its punishment paste as if it didn't receive enough punishment yet. pam was still sobbing and weeping hysterically while it was consumed in cutting the cayenne fruits sitting on its heels. When Master was satisfied from the cayenne pieces size, pam moved to cutting the soap bar into 16 equal chunks. Finally Master Grossmann ordered pam to get on all fours, put its head on the floor and arch its back then use its hands to get its asscheeks out of the way!

pam did exactly as told while its heart was beating fast and hard. it assumed the position submissively like a good slave then used its hands to reach back and move its asscheeks wide apart. Master Grossmann put a pair of latex gloves on His hands and started working. He inserted his index, middle and thumb fingers of His right hand inside pam's wound rectum without notification. pam's fingers dug deep into its own soft flesh from the pain and the anticipation of the worst. Master was able to get hold of the bottle base and pull it out of pam's rectum in a very painful process to His slave. He then put it on the floor in front of pam who was smart enough to know that it is supposed to lick its shit traces and Vicks from the bottle body. it does as it was supposed to do although it was feeling an urgent need to vomit. it licked the shit traces and cleaned the bottle like the good slave it is till it was shining under its tongue. Master slapped its ass to stop it from continuing when He was satisfied of the bottle's condition. After doing the bottle, it was the turn of Master's fingers to get cleaned. Master didn't hesitate to fuck pam's mouth while it was sucking His fingers clean. pam kept sobbing as it was cleaning its own shit from Master's fingers.

Now, it was time for some "fire works". Master Grossmann took some of the paste and started filling pam's rectum with the very hot fresh pepper. pam couldn’t help bucking while Master was penetrating its asshole slowly with His thick big index finger carrying some hot burning paste to settle inside its rectum. pam tried its best to stay in place but the torture was intense and its body involuntary moved forward when Master was spreading the burning paste inside its already so sore and burning rectum. it looked as if it was trying to flee from its fate. Master was angry of its slave and decided that it needs an "attitude adjustment". He simply took hold of the giant wooden spoon that His slave has just stolen out of the kitchen and started hitting its already sore anal ring! He ordered it to stay in its position and to open its asscheeks wider apart so that He can aim accurately on its poor anus.

Needless to say again that pam's anus was already so sore, so hot, so burning and so stretched from all what happened to it in the last few hours. pam shivered when the convex surface of the wooden spoon was hitting its anus savagely. it kept its position and kept its asscheeks wide apart as instructed by Master who took advantage of this and started frying its asshole. Master was straddling pam's body facing its backside and kept raising the long heavy wooden spoon high to aim at pam's asshole and hit it with maximum force. pam was biting its lower lip to keep itself from squealing but couldn't stop weeping and sobbing. The asshole was having a life of its own and twitching like a blinking eye from all the torture of the night and this seemed to be so amusing for Master Grossmann.

When Master was satisfied after giving pam's anus more than 20 hard licks with the wooden spoon, He stopped and threw the spoon to the floor then returned back to stuffing pam's rectum with the burning paste. pam stayed motionless during the stuffing process but was unable to stop a very low continuous yelp that was escaping from its lips as it was feeling its rectum being abused and unable to stop that. However, although it felt it was in a hell of pain, it also felt that its pussy was in a heaven of pleasure juices. Master Grossmann alternated the fresh cayenne with a soap chunk from time to time. When half the quantity of cayenne and soap was inside pam's poor rectal passage, He inserted a glycerin suppository and as always used His finger to push it as deep as His finger may go. Finally, the 6 cayenne fruits, the two adult glycerin suppositories and the bar of soap were stuffed inside pam's gapping anal ring. The anal ring was twitching involuntary and pam was in real exquisite pain.

Finally when Master Grossmann was satisfied of the results of his handiwork, he held pam by its hair and forced it to its feet. it stood trembling on its feet and submitted itself to Him as He hugged it forcefully. it hugged Him back too but was of course having trouble keeping the venom paste inside its rectum. its ass was screaming to get rid of all the laxative and burning materials inside but it knew better, so it tried to concentrate on shutting its anus but in vain. Master Grossmann as if reading its mind, inserted a fat index finger into its asshole producing a yelp from its lips that was confronted by His thick lips French kissing it. it melted in His hands and lost any control over its body. it wanted to cum very badly but held itself back till Master allows it but it kept in mind that He may not in the first place allow it to cum. Master kept kissing its lips and invading its mouth using its tongue while holding it by one hand and using the other hand to assault its poor ass.

Finally Master throw pam to the floor and with a gesture from His eyes, pam started unzipping His pants and lowering them and His boxers to His knees and quickly suck His giant cock. The obedient slave started taking the fully erect cock into its lips first then deeply into its mouth while its ass was burning with pain and its pussy burning with desire. its nipples were painfully erect needing some soft touch or fondling but the only thing they got was hard twists from Master's hands that one of them was stained in chili pepper paste and melting glycerin and soap. pam was sobbing quietly as it indulged in sucking Master's beloved cock and against its will its ass kept leaking. it was sure it will be licking this off the floor as soon as Master gets done with its mouth. it was 6:00 am when Master released its face and without a word it bowed on the floor to lick what was constantly leaking off its ass.

When it was on all fours, Master Grossmann inserted an oak hand-crafted butt plug into its poor anus in a way that made it flinch and stop licking for a while then continue till the floor was clean and shiny. Master Grossmann was not upset of His slave because it was able to retain most of the venom paste inside its rectum. He awarded it by peeing on its tits while it was kneeling up and then ordering it to lick its yellow pee off the floor. it obediently and willingly did as ordered to impress its Master even more while its pussy was almost steaming from desire and lust. it was not easy to keep the paste even it had a butt plug in its asshole to help it in its mission.

When it finished cleaning the pee off the floor, Master Grossmann ordered it to collect all the toys and play items and store them in the wooden box under the bed then kneel and register what took place since it stopped writing its diary. Finally it has to wear its school uniform and go to school late and it has to remember to inform Miss. Sandra of this issue to get punished for it. Before leaving Master allowed His slave to remove the butt plug and lick it clean then to evacuate its bowels, have a shower and wear normal clothes to school.

From 6:45 am till 8:45 am pam registered what happened with Master Grossmann while the venom paste tortured its inside. Finally, it went to its bathroom and refused to let Karen help it in the bathroom as always, sat on the toilet, reached between its legs to grasp the hard wooden base of the butt plug and pulled it violently out as taught by its Master. While it evacuated its bowels of its contents it was licking the disgusting butt plug clean. It held a lot of shit traces and mucous besides the chili pepper, soap and glycerin. It tasted awful and pam was about to puke more than once when it was licking and sucking it. Finally when it was satisfied of its cleanliness, it used a hose to remove the venom traces from its ass and rectum then jumped to the shower with the wooden plug still in its mouth and kept sucking it while having its warm shower. it was feeling dizzy and exhausted but it had no choice other than to go to school.

it dried its hair using the hair dryer, wore its normal decent uniform to school and ordered Karen to tell Rory the driver that it will be going to school in 5 minutes to get the car ready.

In these 5 minutes, pam wrote the last two paragraphs.

Bye diary! See you today again!

Fantoura, Monday February 3rd, 1997. 9:30 AM.

 

 


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