It was an amazing experience writing this diary, because you had to feel like if you were hidden in a place and you had to explain your thoughts.
Here you can have a look my diary. I hope you like it!
I’m
Abril and I am hidden in a dark room, I think it is not big enough because I’ve
my legs folded because of the lack of space, and it is not so comfortable. I’m
afraid, I don’t know where I am, I can’t remember anything! I can’t remember
for how long I have been here.
Should
I go out of this room?
I have
just woken up and I discovered a notebook with Abril as a headline, (so I
thought that this is my name, yes, it is I can remember it, I’m Abril Armengol
and I’m fourteen, well, I think so.) and I started writing on this notebook.
Then I
saw a door and I opened, because I wasn’t listening anything from the other
side. When I was outside, I noticed that the “small dark room” was a closet, a
small closet.
And now
I’m writing in a wood table which is located in the middle of the room, this
one is bigger and, there is a lamp so I can see a little bit more. In this place,
there is only a table, one more closet so, in total 2 closets, a bathroom, four
boxes with food and two beds, but there isn’t any type of window. I was
searching for water and I found a lot of can food on the boxes and a lot of
water bottles so I can survive here for 2 months, or more, but, why I am here?