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10th August 1917
Dear Diary
I am so lucky that I have a picture of Rose in this diary, as I would go mad without it now that I can't send her letters anymore. I wonder if they've sent her a letter about me missing yet, I hope she's okay.
Sacha's been gone for ages they took him out earlier today and I have no idea what they're doing to him. They haven't done anything to me yet, but I want them to leave Sacha alone and ruff me up a bit instead. I've voiced my opinions on this to them several times; I even tried to stop them taking him yesterday and got a few punches in the process. Sacha is still really young, he shouldn't have to go through this.We haven't been fed in three days and I'm starving, it looks like Sacha hasn't been fed in weeks. They probably feed us whenever they remember.
I miss Rose so much; I think I've got the date right I don't even know what time it is. As least there's not that much sound here, it's sort of quiet, you'll hear bombs or gunfire every now and again but apart from that, that's it.
They're just brought Sacha back, he looks pretty beaten up…I helped him to sit up and he's got a couple of cuts and bruises on his arms and chest. I asked him why they had him for so long, he said because they were trying to get information out of him that he didn't even have. I asked him if they would do that to me, he shrugged his shoulders.
I just hope Rose is okay, I would hate if something happened to her, even if it was a little thing because I wasn't there to help her. I wish I was at home, away from all of this, wishing I hadn't seen some of the stuff I have. I know it doesn't really bother me now as I'm living it but afterward it's going to haunt me. I just hope that I get to see Rose again, her beautiful smiling face, her blue-green eyes twinkling with love and happiness, her lovely red curls being blowing in the wind. I'm torturing myself by writing this, picturing her in my mind. I just feel so isolated from everything here.
I still haven't found a way out yet, Sacha tells me things, like what the guards do everyday and that could help us escape. I note these things down in my mind, hoping that I'll put a plan together soon, but it has to be perfect as if it's not I could get both myself and Sacha killed.
Since there isn't much to do here; all Sacha and I have been doing is talking. I found out that his mother is Japanese and his dad is Russian but he was born in Russia, and that his grandfather looks after him since his parents died when he was seven years old. But he isn't very nice about it, hitting him a lot of the time. I told him a bit about me, about my parents died as well, how I just travelled after that, but leaving the bit out about the Titanic and said that I met Rose in England and we went back to America and got married. He said that I was lucky having someone back home who cares that much about me, I could see the sadness in his eyes as he told me this. I felt really sorry for him, wondering why his grandfather treated him so badly.
Well I have no idea what time it is, but I'm going to sleep I am so tired, but as I go sleep I think that, that's another day where I haven't found a way out of here yet, another day where I'm not a step closer to getting to see Rose, it feels like I'm slipping away from her and everything else.
Jack
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