3rd August (maybe)

Yesterday I couldn’t write, He took my pencil away. Said I was being naughty and didn’t deserve privileges. All I did was ask for some coloured pencils to draw with. Next time I’ll just keep my mouth shut. I’m not naughty, I’m not. I just wanted some colour for a change, I’m so tired of darkness and grey, red would be nice. No, not red, red’s the colour of blood, blue or green, yes, blue or green or yellow. Yellow isn’t my favourite colour but it is a colour. I NEED COLOUR! I want to go home. I just want to go home. Please.