The hidden secrets of the village

Diary entry

Christia's pov:

Monday 23rd April 1850 9:37pm

Dear Diary

Today wasn't my favourite. As I usually do on a school day I got up and got ready for school, I went down stairs and ate something for breakfast and set of for school after saying goodbye to Rowan.

I arrived at school to see that both Brigitta and Lucinda weren't there. I thought thay went in earlier so, I headed to my form room class and asked our form tutor. Mrs. P. Crowfeather  is a rather sharp, cruel, sadistic and a strict woman so hardly anyone asks her anything due to the harsh responses she gives.

It turned out Lucinda was sick and Brigitta was at a funeral so neither were in school, so I was going to be alone all day. Knowing that both of my closest friends weren't in I knew that Blair was going to use that to her advantage and she did.

I usually ignored her as her words sting like a wasp so I usually ended up walking past her with my friends but I couldn't do that today.

I walked into science and took my seat and took out my notes. The classroom was silent and the hallway was lively with conversation but it wasn't long before the noise from outside started pouring in the room and my peace was broken.

"Hay Christia how is you mother?" Blair asked with a giggle"oh wait I think I know, dead" she said looking around to see everyone else laughing along. She only got away with it because she is the grand daughter of the emperor  and everyone knew that if words got to her grandpa,on someone not following her authority, he would have them killed.

Blair glared through my soul as if she was the monster about to devour it letting me know I couldn't stand up to her and had to deal with her antics.

I was writing up my notes from the practical that we were mid completing. All of a sudden,there is a strong burn on my back, causing me to release a scream of pure terror. I stood up in a state of panic and instantly reached to my back where it was burning.

The evil laugh of Blair and her minions. Our teacher Mr.C Leverton quickly approached me to assess the damage. He told me to remove my shirt and jumper as he left to grab a towel and some baking soda.

He poured the baking soda onto my back,whilst I let out a earsplitting screech. One of the girls in my class sent Watson to run. He may have fell over before he continued running to get the doctors.

Our teacher placed the towel over me for some coverage over my chest before confronting Blair about her actions. Which with it being Blair, wasn't much that he could do.

When I got the the hospital the pain wasn't as bad I was there till 10pm and was told to have a few days rest and to do little movement with my arms and shoulders to prevent my mobility.

I'm not sure why she is how she is or why she does what she does but she knows she can get away with anything as she is spoiled and popular due to her power and her family position.

I've sent a letter to both Brigitta and Lucinda to let them know I won't be in tomorrow but we will still be able to do our usual tradition for my birthday which is coming up in a week.