The story of my life (Anne Frank)

                                                   "Let's start with the story of my life"

 
     Today it started like every other day, I woke up at 4:30 am  and had breakfast. I ate a slice of bread
and I drank a glass of water. Then I started walking the 5 km to get to the factory. I didin't realise how nice the day was because I was trying to hury up so that the overlooker (superior) didn't hit me.
     Fortunately, I got there in time but one of my friends get one minute late and was hit by the overlooker with a cane. I felt very sorry for him but I couldn't do anything because if I opened my mouth it would be worse for both of us.
     After that we had to start working. We work until 6:30 pm but when we were about one hour to finish, a boy called John Taylor lost two fingers, a machine cut them by accident. I felt very sad about that friendly and  happy boy who now doesn't have anything "happy". I saw all the blood on the floor and I could not hold on, so I vomited. The overlooker was very angry so he made us clean everything. After cleaning we could finally go home.
     Everyone was happy to go but I wasn't. Because everytime I get home, my parents are fighting and discussing, and that makes my father angry so he retaliates on me. That's why I am thinking of scaping from here so I don't have to see my parents or that mad overlooker  anymore.
     At the moment I am  walking throught the streets escaping from home. I feel scared because now everything is strange and new, but I think I will get used.

              Now I'm trying to get asleep because I will have a long day tomorrow...