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1/2 #WuhanDiary d17 —— 12.02.2020
Dairy of Wuhan under quarantine.

On December 21 last year, she wrote: Coming back from a trip, I discovered only that my tomato had ripened. I took it home with me in my pocket. I wanted my parents to taste it. but...

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2/2 #WuhanDiary d17 —— 12.02.2020

How good it would be if we could go back to that day.
...
I hope she will be able to recover. When all this is over, if I can see her, I want to hug her. We are all survivors of this disaster.

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3. A Wuhan girl with the ID “Xiaohang” had been posting on the Douban website. These past two weeks she has been writing, every word weeping blood, about her parents’ sickness and death and then about her own illness.

4. On January 29th, she wrote "Waiting for Dad’s CT. I don’t know how long I will have to wait. I crouching on the roadside in a daze.

5.This is the most miserable and the most awful day in my life. Ten thousand arrows to the heart couldn’t be worse than this. But I want to help my Dad right until the very end."

6. On February 2nd, she wrote "Dad was admitted to the hospital, just like Dad took Mom to the hospital 24/1. It was very rainy. I didn't have time to look at mom much. It is a little rainy today too. My Dad kept trying to get me out of the room n telling me not come again."

7. On February 7th, she wrote, "Mom, you can take Dad with you. You will b able to breathe very well in Heaven. Don't worry about me. I told him today, you must remember what I look like and remember my voice.

8. I remember when I was little you said if I got lost they could find me again from my birthmark. If we meet again, you will certainly be able to recognize me."

9. On February 8th, she wrote, "Dad, I have lost you too. Go to Mother and wait for me. We will all go home together." That same day, she also wrote, "I'm so scared. I'm infected too."

10. Every single word a deep, piercing pain.

11. Tears poured down my face as I read each word. She seems to be another me. On who parallels my own life in both time and space. When I started to write my own diary twenty-one days ago, I didn't know if I and my family would make it.

12. That now I can worry about my work and about other trivial things is because my luck was a little bit better than hers. But in the end there is no difference between us.

13. I found her page on the Douban website. Her page now just says “account closed".

On December 21 of last year, she wrote:
"Coming back from a trip, I discovered only that my tomato had ripened. I took it home with me in my pocket. I wanted my parents to taste it.

14. When I got home, my mother was the only one there. As if I were presenting a treasure, I slowly took it out of my pocket and gave it to her. Her first reaction: What? Did you grow it? I don’t want it, could it poison me? ... "

15. How good it would be if we could go back to that day.

I hope she will be able to recover. When all this is over, if I can see her, I want to hug her. We are all survivors of this disaster.

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