
Dear sister,
I would like to tell you I'm doing great in this new place I'm working at, but I'm afraid it's one of the most horrid places I've ever been. Mr. Squeers is nasty, and so is he's family. The children here are always being punished and treated as animals. I feel so sorry for them each time I see them shivering of hunger, I would really love taking them all to a better place, but then I realise I must control myself.
Anyway, please don't worry about me. How are you and mom doing? Have you get anywhere to live, how is Uncle Ralph behaving with you? Has he kept his promise?
Well, I have to stop writing for now; I think I shouldn't be here and I here Mr. Squeers' wife footsteps approaching.
Love,
Your brother Nicholas.
1 comment:
Excellent letter! Beautiful description of feelings! Well done!
Thanks
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