Diary of the Grim Reaper {Mirun's Journal}

ENTRY NO: 001 
DATE: 10•12•1883

Mother says I am old enough to write now, which is a relief. Father keeps telling me school is a worthless thing, that I should stop going. Whereas mother wants me to keep attending, so I can one day leave this wretched household. I don't understand why I need to go, except that is offers me a release from father's wrath. Today, though, I got a piece of bread mother took from the table and tossed outside, so I could eat. Father found out though, so I have another black eye and I think he cracked a rib this time. I hope the other kids at school don't ask what happened. I'm not allowed to talk about it, unless I want to go back into the office with father. Every time I go in there, he says it is like a spanking but different. I can't really explain, except mother says it should be illegal and punishable by the law. Except she says the king doesn't care, which is worrisome.

The moon is rather bright tonight, even if it is freezing cold, I can't help but wait for the holiday. At least father gets too drunk to even walk then, so mother and I can eat freely in the kitchen together, and I can hide in the cupboard when father is passed out. At least it is warmer inside the house. Mother also tries to get me some actual clothes instead of rags. The ones I have from last year are just as torn as my old garments. But that is alright. I'm sure I'm missing some grammar in here, but I'm still new to my lessons. Maybe one day I can go back and correct my writing. I hope so. Mother says I need to write proper, so here I am, hopefully doing it right.

Anyway, I'll see what I can learn in school tomorrow, given those older boys let me get to the grounds this time. They have been stopping me for the last few days to take me into the woods and beat me. Their kicks feel like a child's compared to my father's, so I can deal with it all right. Anyway, the moon is being covered by clouds and I am running out of charcoal to write in. Hopefully I can get some more at the store. Until then, good bye.