day 1 The night around me was cold and empty, the only vaugely normal noises from my slumbering neighbours. I crept out of our house with as much courage as I could muster. I was running away from every thing that was near and dear to me, but my father was a brute and often used his fists against me when his day at work was a bad one. I had a post in worchestire and i hoped my life would be better and kinder.
day 2 my new mistress is harsh but kind. her name is lady hamilton and she is a widower, and has two darling children. William and Tillula, i must dash the bell has just rung calling me.