Naomi Randall - Journal
15th July 1999
In hospital at the moment. That disease I was on about? I contracted it. Deliberately. I'm hoping that if I magically heal it, then the hospital will be able to manufacture some sort of cure from any 'antibodies' I make. I'm not worried, I know I can cure it. I already managed to cure it in someone else, a new kid called Tony, he seemed to be a lot more susceptible to it than everyone else for some reason. But if I can cure it in others, then I can cure it in myself easy enough. I just hope it works.
Tom is mad at me. He thinks it was a stupid idea. I don't know what else to do though.
Laurence is here now though, so I'm going to stop writing and go bask in some much needed TLC for a while.
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