Journal Responce

Journal Responce B

Isabelle

Dear Diary,

I think I need to run.  Madame Lockton has sold Ruthie.  I can't bare to think about what troubles she's going through.  I can't even believe that Madame Lockton was so underhanded and made that delicious gingerbread and milk just to sneek Ruth away.  I knew there was somthing wrong about Madame Lockton being all nice.  I that delicious milk left a sour taste in my mouth.  I can't bare to look at Madame Lockton.  Let her sell me.  At least I won't have to dear with her anymore.  And she won't have to see my face ever again.

Yours Truly,

Isabelle