March 13th 1921
Dear diary...
I heard men upstairs yesterday. I'm still locked down in the basement. The air is so cold, my small body shakes all day and all night. The nights down here feels like they last for an eternity. I try to sleep but I can't... I could hear the men talking to Mother again yesterday, they were talking about cocaine. I learned about cocaine in science last year, its a nasty drug... Cocaine is known to cause behavioural problems including dizziness, headaches, movement problems, anxiety, insomnia, depression and even hallucinations. I can't believe i actually remembered that, Miss Stoger was always telling me that I was forgetful and she used to say I couldn't get anywhere in life with my lack of memory. I was thinking yesterday, No one will notice I'm gone. I have no friends at school, I've never fit in anywhere. Everyone has always left me in my life: My best friend Brenda in 3rd grade, my father when i was nine and now my mother... What chance do I have to survive, Diary? I try to keep my physical strength in good condition down here, I always make sure i do one thousand steps, just pacing. The toilet situation isn't ideal, Mother came down last night and threw an empty, metal bucket at me. Does this mean this is a long term thing? I think my pencil will need sharpening in the next few days and if i can't find a way to sharpen it, i don't know when i will next write.
Goodnight,
J.
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The forgotten diary of Jenny Barker
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