Hey there everyone. Here is the third part of my story. I hope you enjoy this entry in Erik's diary. Please Read and Review. Enjoy!

Wednesday 9th July 1838

What a day I have had! It has been brilliant. Last night I went out to the village. It was amazing! It was so different to what I expected it to be like. There was no one about which was good. I didn't want any one to see me. Even though there wasn't any one there, I still crept about. Hiding behind things every time I heard a noise. There are so many houses down there. I looked though some of the windows of the houses and saw people gathered around having fun with one and other, playing games and talking. Totally different from my house. Mother and I are hardly ever in the same room as each other. Why isn't my home as happy as all of these? Why do I have to be different from any one else?

I wandered around the village for a few hours looking at strange new things. There were big fields with crops and cattle in them. I went into one of the fields and petted the cows. The cows were friendly to me. Gathering around me as I fed them grass.

The Moon was so bright last night. It brightened up the cold dark sky. I lay down on the grass and stared up at the stars. I was only able to see the stars from my bed room window before now. The sky seemed more beautiful when I see it now. I got my sketch book out and sketched a few pictures of the buildings and the fields. I hope that Mother doesn't find them. If she find out that I have been to the village she will kill me for sure.

After a couple of hours I started making my way back to the house. There was a group of men coming out of a building. They were shouting and falling about the place. I don't know what was wrong with them but I didn't want to stay and find out. I ran all the way back to my home. I was terrified!

Back home, I crept though the back door which lock I had picked earlier. I slowly walked back up to my room and locked my bedroom door again. Mother doesn't know that I have learned to pick locks. She will never find out that I am now able to get out to the village. In my room I finished my sketches off from memory. I am so happy that I have been out of the darkness of the grounds of this house and seen the light of the outside World. My mind feels more at peace after seeing that there is more to life than these four walls.

I got little sleep last night again. But when I did sleep I had dreams of what I saw that night. The beautiful village and the gorgeous fields. I have only seen such things in pictures in books.

Mother questioned my when I went down stairs for breakfast why I was so late down. I told her I couldn't sleep; which was half true. I wasn't going to tell her the other half of the reason I was up so late. After my cold breakfast, Mother gave me my new mask she has been working on the night before. No words could describe my gratitude. After she had handed me the mask she walked straight out of the room without even asking what I thought of it. I was magnificent; although I don't want to wear a mask at all, it is still nice to receive a new one.

Later, I was in the music room trying out my new piece of music that I had been working on the past couple of weeks. I am really proud of it. It is the best piece of music I have written so far. A few changes had been made only last night as I was inspired do add a few things after my adventure to the village.

Father Mansart was visiting Mother at the time and came running to the Music Room as he heard my work. He was hypnotized by my music. Entranced in every note I played on the piano. This pleased my highly; my own work was finally being appreciated. I could tell that Mother was furious at me usurping her guest and made it perfectly clear to me after Father Mansart has left. I got a beating for trying to get attention.

As I am now banned from the Music Room I have no other option other than to work on my designs.

Later tonight I am going to go back to the village and try and find out more things about life down there. I wish I could stay down there for good and never have to come back to this house. Sacha and I could get our own small house and live there happily, with me working on my music. I could do as I please and not have to worry about Mother and her beatings. Maybe one day these dreams will come true and I will some day be happy.

Mrs Charles Dance -

Hiya hun,

For a start, that was a good chapter! It really is sad to hear how Erik's mother beats him! She deserves a severe beating herself for hurting a defenceless child!
But good so far, Keep it up bud!

Love yoo loads, Keeny x x x

"The Phantom of the Opera is there, inside my mind!" :D

Phantom De Chagny -

Good start to your second phan phic. I havn't read many stories using the Susan Kay idea. Well done. It's good to see someone use a different format. There arn't enough stories about Erik as a child lol. Keep up the good work. I'll be waiting on chapter two. xx

The Mouse in the Opera House -

mouse tear Poor Erik, he has no idea :(

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