[Bottom of page, in different ink, smaller handwriting]: No. Don’t. He’ll know.
| Entry # | Title / First Line | Key Content | |---------|--------------------|--------------| | 1 | "They say write what you know. I know nothing." | Introduces her room, the oak tree outside, and the feeling of being followed. | | 4 | "H. smiled at me in chemistry. I forgot how to breathe." | First mention of H. She describes him as “a shadow with good handwriting.” | | 7 | "Mother threw away my black lipstick. Said I look like a ghost." | Family tension. Emily’s mother is controlling, father is absent. | | 11 | "There are footprints under my window. Small. Not mine." | First explicit sign of intrusion. No one believes her. | Tone: Urgent, fragmented, romantic paranoia. emilys diary
H. laughed when I told him. “You’re so poetic,” he said. But his hands were in his pockets the whole time. What was he hiding? [Bottom of page, in different ink, smaller handwriting]: No
Tomorrow I’m buying a real lock. And I’m writing his full name. Finally. | Entry # | Title / First Line
H. says I imagine things. Maybe I do. But last night, I counted the floorboards in the hallway. There were thirteen. This morning: twelve. Who takes a floorboard?