1932

Month 1

What has it been? 4 years? Been doing my job for 4 years and I still can't look them in the face when it happens. I mean I have to make money some how. My little sister and I need shelter and food. She is only 6 and has seen so many monsters in the world. But me, I am a monster. I am an assassin. I get paid to kill people, it's not the best job, but it pays. Being only 18 though kinda helps. I mean they don't expect a "child" to be able to take down a fulling armed man alone, right? Anyway my name is Cathryn or Cali as the police call me. I think it's short for calling card cause that's all they know me for. So you can get to know me let me tell you how it all started.

September 17, 1932.
I was only 11 at the time so my parents were still alive, but nearly so. They both had a disease called "dust pneumonia". They had troubles breathing so they never did much but sleep, eat, and cough. I took care of my sister full time, her being only one year helped, but she always came to school with me. It was fun cause I loved her so much. But one day we came home and my auntie was here for a visit. She wouldn't let me see my parents though. She had said "They are resting, you no longer need to take care of them." I was confused at first. Suddenly, about an hour later I realized what she had ment. They were gone. It was only me and my sister Ire now. At 11 years old I was in charge of my parents and sister but my parents were gone now. I was just getting to start this diary.
-Cathryn

September 21,1932
We buried my parents today. I cried a lot. My auntie said we can stay with her till I am older, but I think she doesn't like me much. She acts like she has to take care of us. I don't care for her much either, but she is the only family left. She isn't married and has no kids, she is a small woman with blonde hair and brown eyes like chocolate. I don't know why I am describing her to you. I am the only one reading this. I hope.
-Cathryn

September 26,1932
AUNTIE IS A BOSSY WITCH!
She tells me to do everything she doesn't want to do while she goes shopping with the money I earn from helping others. It's only been 2 days and I have already lost all my hard earned money. She won't let me go to school either. "You don't need to learn that useless garbage, a man want a woman who can cook and clean not speak her mind." She yells at me. No wonder no one wants her. Anyway she is telling me to clean the parlor now so I will write later.
-Cathryn

September 30, 1932
Its gotten worse! When she has guest over I am not allowed to leave my room or I have to be the servent and wait upon them, ugh.
And my room isn't really just mine I share it with my sister who I take care of. My auntie is mean.
-Cathryn

Authors note:
Hi, these are just some rough drafts of a book I want to publish one day. Please if you have advise don't be afraid to comment. Thanks and DFTSA (don't forget to stay awesome)