Oh, Eleanor

Eleanor's diary : part 1

Dear diary,
You would not believe what happened today. Though you are not new to what I have been going through, but there could be times when we meet nice people.
Today was one of them.
I was wincing with the pain. So I thought about getting a help. I had never done that before but I don't know why I felt like I needed it.
So I got up and went to the next door. There live my neighbors. They seem nice people from what is outside. I never met them face to face before. I was afraid what they might think and how they might react to me reaching at their doorstep so early.
But for one second, I didn't care. I went there.
I tapped the door a hundred times. There was no answer, I was about to go when I heard someone coming at the other side of the door.
I was awe struck. The person I used to watch everyday from my window was in front of me. He was so beautiful. And now he l looked dazzling in his sleepy eyes. Maybe he was shocked to see me or what, his eyes grew a hundred times.
He must be terrified by the blood. He let me in, despite that he knew nothing about me. He was so kind. He cleaned my wound and dressed it. I was so elated, I can't even tell.
He was concerned about me, he asked me what had happened. But I bitterly replied that it's none of his business. So rude of me! But I couldn't tell him a word about Billy. Not a word. He may kill me.
Ron is his name. Such a nice name. Short and beautiful. Ron.
I really liked him. He was extra generous to me in the morning also. He helped me get up when i fell down. I was walking Beckett in the park. He looked so cute with all his hair dancing wildly in the gushing wind.
I wish to see him soon enough.
He helped me realise that not every person in this world is like Billy.
He just got my belief on this world stronger.
Okay, dear diary.
I think Billy is home. I must get going. Will meet later.
Goodbye.
Your Eleanor.