Hi. I've been writing this this because, Well I'm locked away. "She won't be good enough. It's a dog eat dog world." My dad says. But I'm going to write. I'll show you My story. Listen in.
From birth mum always said I looked like her. I was told that my first word was bat. Probably Lucille. Here is my journal.
Day 1.
I'm not used to doing this but hi. I'm Clodagh. I'm nine years of age. I was born into war. I like living in here. I get hot meals and drinks. Mummy and daddy always visit. The come together or alone. I don't know anyone's name but people don't talk about me. It's good because I think they don't like each other. They're always hurting each others feelings. That's all of can think of today. Bye.
