Another piece of paper soon joined the prior, this time falling to the floor.

Quote:Mister Appleton,

I have started this letter over and over again, only to throw it away and waste paper. Ugh. This isn't what I want to write...

And then the next,

Quote:Mister Appleton,

I think I should leave as soon as possible. I am sorry but I must go. I wish things were different but they aren't.

But the most telling one of all wasn't addressed to Mr. Appleton but somehow found its way into the mx...

Quote:Dear Journal,

I cannot stand this anymore. I am catching feelings of love for a child that does not belong to me, and now I wish Mr. Appleton would see me for what I am and that is sinful. I must leave sooner... Perhaps it wouldn't be as painful if I just began to pack my belongings tonight... I have to get out of here... It's not right.