“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”.