2nd January

I tried to cut the thing out. But I broke another plastic spoon. Still no real cutlery for naughty girls like me. He made me do exercise today too. If I didn’t do them right He smacked me in the back of the head. I have a hell of a headache now. What does He expect, I can hardly move properly from all the injuries He’s given me. Even the breathing exercises are too hard. I can’t take deep breaths or do the huff’n’puff ones cause I can’t take proper breaths. He’s seen to that. But I don’t want a worse headache so I’ll just have to do the best I can, not that that’s much.