30th December 1943
On this day, I moved to a random person’s house. I don’t know what he’s like so i might as well just stay away from him until I find out he is nice enough. I already had a mean mum. I don’t want a mean father. He seemed strict. But maybe he’s kind. He doesn’t look it though…
He says his name is Tom. He has a weird accent. I can tell he wasn’t born here, as the man towered over me and the officer. The male was tall, and he was scary. He also looked wise.
-Made by Temi Stanley.