November 1st 1971

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November 1st, 1971

Dear diary,

I'm all alone again in this dark room. I keep thinking about how I wish my dad would just pick me up from here. I hate this scary place. But I don't know. I don't like dad anymore. I wish he died and my mom didn't.

I heard a sound coming from the other side of the room. It was too dark to see. The tiny ray of light lit only a small part of the room.

It walked over to me. It was Mom.

My mommy died a while ago. I missed her so much, now she's back.

She hugged me. She felt very cold, like she was made up of ice. I giggled.

"I love you mommy." I told her. I missed her so much.

"I love you too, Ruby." She said while kissing me on the forehead.

"Daddy's been so mean to me, Mommy. He put me in this scary place." I told her. "I don't know what I did wrong."

"Don't worry, Ruby. You won't be here forever. You will get out soon. Daddy will see." She said, and then disappeared right in front of me.

I cried because my mommy was gone again. I missed her even more.

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