Friday, May 6, 2011/Monday, May 9, 2011

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Friday, May 6, 2011

It has been over a week now since I wrote anything in this book. The memories that come back to me while writing are too much to bear sometimes. I just want to be back home with my family and friends. I am writing now because I need something to take my mind off my imprisonment. I am feeling panicky and need to relax. I am hoping that writing now will help me get my thoughts back into focus. I just need to keep writing, writing words. I should just keep writing words even if what I write doesn’t make sense. I need to calm down. I need to calm down. I am calm. I feel calm.

                My name is Sophie. My name is Sophie. My name is Sophie. Sophie Wilkinson.

Sophie Wilkinson

136 Patterson Drive

Eugene

Oregon

97405

I am 22 years old. My birthday is November 2, 1988. I am feeling calm. I am relaxed.

 

Monday, May 9, 2011

                I feel really ill today. I don’t really know why. Maybe I exercised too much yesterday. Something strange happened last night but I can’t remember exactly what. The last thing I can remember is sitting on the floor by the door waiting for dinnertime. I don’t remember eating, or going to bed or anything. It’s weird. I must have blacked out or something. This morning I woke up in bed. My mouth tastes a bit strange and I feel bad.

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