13th september 1940
Dear Diary
today has been the best day of my short(ish) life , war arose so i’m now an evac .
I just met Mr Tom and he scares me but also inspires me to be strong just like him.
The bed terrified me but Mr Tom assured me It’s not for dead since my mother told me it was
I was petrified when Mr Tom used a poker in the fire since i knew i hadn’t gone to school but it would hurt more than a belt and ended up fainting
I eventually felt happier and safer in Little Weirworld because I escaped the clutches of my evil mother
Your friend , William