Date: March 1st, 1941
Now that I'm going to turn 8 in two months, and Master Edward is turning 24 in 12 more days….I think I'm ready to work at Group 935. What do you think? Oh, who am I kidding? I'm talking to a book like Master Edward…Except he calls his book, 'Diary'. Do you really need to name an unanimated object an unusual name? Maybe Diary is maybe a code of some sort. Or, maybe Diary represents something. I'll just ask Master Richtofen tomorrow. I'll get my answer from…Oh, nein. If I do that, then he'll know I was reading his observations and plans, and possibly secrets…well, now that I kind of think of it, I doubt there were any secrets in that book. It's all, "Deeeaaarrr Diary, Today our experiment failed! Blah blah blah blah blah I'm boring blah blah blah!" If he's going to write it like a letter, then why won't he send it? He doesn't have any close friends, or friends at all, so, what's the point? Maxis thinks he's the boss of everything, while Sophia looks love struck at Maxis, (as usual) and little 3 year old Samantha has to be babysat...sadly, by me. I don't get paid enough! I mean, come on! €1.00 an hour? IS THAT THE BEST HE'S GOT? When I'm babysitting, we're only in the corner, about 10 ft. away from Maxis. Usually, since Doctor Maxis told me to watch her and keep her away from the experiments, I do the opposite. Today, I tied her up in a straight jacket and watch her struggle, trying to escape, like a worm. I guess I laughed a bit too hard and loud when Sophia turned her back to see what I was doing. I stood in front of Samantha, to block the view of her, and told Sophia we were playing a game, called, "Knots." Then I cut her off when she was about to say something. I made her realize that Maxis needs her, so she quickly took off, not telling the incident. Remarkable. Yesterday, Samantha and I were playing with scissors. We accidentally scratched each other on the arm. Well, for her, it was an accident, but me, it's 50% accident, and 50% non-accident. I was aiming for her hand. But, anyways, today was the same.
~E.J. or, A.K.A., Ellehn