Journal Entry 1: Today was terrible. Father began drinking again… he hits me. He killed mother. Why? That’s all I can ask. He won’t allow me to talk. “Work! GO TO WORK!” he yells at me all the time. I need to go now… I’ll write later… Journal Entry 2: Johnathen died today. Father killed him, and now Im scared… I need to escape.. Im going to run away tomorrow. Wish me luck… Journal Entry 3: Father caught me trying to leave! He’s gonna kill me! He’s gonna ki- -The last word is scribbled and blood is splattered on the page- Journal Entry 4: I escaped… I’m alive… I can’t speak anymore. I try and try, but I can’t. I dont trust anyone anymore… This may be the last time I write in this Journal. -There’s no date on the next page- It’s been years since I wrote in this journal. I ran in to an undead today… He slashed me in the back, and now there’s a large scar… And then the queen had to take away my eye color.. I hate this world… I want to leave, but something keeps holding me back. Oh, well.. -Multiple pages are skipped and there is yet again no date- I will no longer be writing in this journal. Ive lost everything. My family, my friends, even my pet. Im not staying in this place anymore. Im leaving. -Sora