Dear Diary,
A click. Not very loud but I heard it. My eyes wide open.
Nothing happened. But I can't fall asleep, so I am writing to you.
Sometimes the floor boards creak like someone is walking around, but they say it's because the building is old and the wood contracts at night.
Back to the click. It reminds me of last year. Like it was all happening again.
First Mr. Fairbanks transferred my room mate to another room. Said I deserved my own room.
I was in bed one night, then next thing I knew, he was there standing beside my bed. He entered my room. I did not know how, because I locked the door from inside. But I knew what he wanted. He left after he was satisfied. He also said I should not wash my mouth until noon the next day so the boys would keep away.
The next night, I heard the click. The door would just unlock. No key turning. He came in, quietly. I pretended to be sleeping. But he shook me to wake me up. This time he gagged me. Said that this is so I wouldn't wake up Celina sleeping next door. He came in me. He told me what a dirty girl I was.
Gosh, it is late. Back to bed, I have to get up early tomorrow morning.
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