Dear Diary Book 1

Chapter 3

The diary of a strange girl who see's ghosts. 

I saw Jimmy today, it is the most he has ever spoken to me, maybe he thought it was time after follwing me arond collage like a lost puppy. He told me the master won't let him leave, I obviously asked him who the master was but he didn't respond. He only wanted to talk about his family and told his mother is dead, but even more heart breaking his daddy never came back for him. I spent my lunch break with him sitting in a quiet abandoned area of the library. He cried for the first time and said the master beats him when he doesn't make his bed properly. I tried to push for more information about where his father had gone and wy was here is, but most importantly who was the master? I discovered however that he doesn't like quiestions, when I pushed for answers he only responded with a look filled with pain and darkness. That's when I decided today that something really is not right about Jimmy. Something inside me is warning me and I just don't know what it is. I can't shift this uncomfortable feeling within. 

Jimmy seems nice desite the odd look in his eyes and the limited information that he gives. Another unerving thing  noticed today however was the dark shadow behind him seems bigger than before and his eyes were so dark. The black of his pupils were wide and it's as though he can see straight through my soul, almost as if he is posessed with evil. I think he is lying when he tells me he can't leave the college. I have never known any ghost that can't just leave a place. Something inside my gut tells me that he's trying to make me feel sorry for him.

The hat man also got angry today. I don't know why but he threw my books across the room. He has never touched my things before, for the entire time he has been in my life he has never been angry either. I don't think he likes me writing about him. He has a long beard and old, tired eyes, his life must have been hard on him. For the first time also he opened his mouth and I think his tongue has been cut out. It would explain why he hasn't ever spoken to me. I think he is trying to tell me something perhaps warn me about Jimmy. 

I really wish I could understand what he is saying. His hands wave with frustration and he has a trouble look on his face. I have never seen him this way before.

Frankey