October 28th, 1971
Dear diary,
I haven't written in my diary for a couple days. Those mean people took it away from me! They said that it would be my punishment for being rude to the doctor guy.
I told the doctor guy what I saw in the cards. The first one looked like me. A sad girl at the bottom with swirly stuff at the top. I don't know why, but it looked like me. The second one was also black and white. It looked like three faces. One was sad. The other one was angry. The last one was happy, but the smile was in between sad and happy. The last picture looked like a happy face, but behind the happy face was swirly stuff again and scary patterns. On the other side of the card was a face that looked happy and angry.
The doctor guy told me I need professional help and I won't be going through this alone. He said I definitely need help and that I was sick. I got mad. I am not sick, I am fine. Why is everyone telling me these lies? So I threw my diary at him and I wish I didn't, but I was so mad. The grown-ups took it away for a couple days and I just got it back this morning, they threw it in my room.
I hate it here so much, I just wish I can go home.
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Ruby's Diary
TerrorDuring the years of 1971 and 1972, strange things started to happen to a little girl's family and no one could figure out why. Ruby was given a diary to write down her day to day life during this time period, and very odd and frightening things are...
