Hello diary I tried to talk to my mother. She was shocked I came out of my room of course. She offered lots of goodies and sweets I declined all. My father was at work she said. I knew what his job was and thought silently that my mother must not know.

After my refusals and questions about yang she must have blown a fuse for she picked me up and strangled me. She screamed and cried at me after she out me down screaming about how much of a freak I was because I had no reaction to her abuse just now.

I walked away thinking about how that I hadn't gotten any answers but for some reason I paused. My clock must have slowed time because the world turned grey and I watched a knife slide past my head barely missing my face and dig into the wall. I blinked once and walked to my room unpausing time and came back and wrote in you diary.

Mother must have thrown that knife im not surprised. She has hated me since the day I was born diary. Both my parents have. My 6th birthday is in a few days I do not know how I will celebrate it. On my 5th birthday I had opened a window and stared at the moon for 2 hours as a gift to my self.

It was a wonderful gift in my opinion the moon was very bright that night. And the moon was full as if to say happy birthday dead time.

For my 6th birthday I will give my self a gift that is much different I'm not sure what it will be.

Well goodbye diary I am going to stare at the tree outside my window again and observe it. It is fun to watch the tree.