“Tartarus, day 3 of my sentence.

Mr. Hartley suggested I keep a journal, which is so old school and stupid! I suppose it’s because he is old school and stupid. But I’ve been thinking it would be good to have something to send to my mother if I get a chance to communicate with the outside world one day. Send a package. Even a little note. Anything.

Mother, I am fine.

Tartarus is not half as bad as they make it sound.

Mother, I am sorry”.