In hiding (January)

January 1,1855

Dear diary,
Mamma got me this fancy writing book to write in during the day when she's gone off to work. My name is Danica, and I am 7 years old. My family is kinda of different, special is what Mama calls it. There is only 3 people in my family Mama, me, and my grandmother I call her Maga. We live a in a colored only home, where there are holes in the floor and walls, and lots of loud yelling at night. But hey I ain't complaining it's a place to stay, It's a lot better than my friend Kendall's house. She stays under the tunnels, as Mama calls them. They are basically a hole in the ground with wood on the inside to stop it from collapsing. Me and Kendall used to be good friends, til the upper class took her away to go do special jobs. That's whatMama said anyway, Mama has a way of putting things to make them sound a lot better than they are. Like with Kendall she put it nicely what she could have said was, the white people took her and her family to go do the jobs they didn't want to do. That has happened a lot around here lately there have been family's disappearing all over town. One day I'm in school with them then next thing I know, the teacher is taking there desk away. I hope they never take me and my family away, if they did I would put up a fight. Well that's all for now by diary.