Creative writing about Louisa

Well now I think about our relationship did not start on the right foot any way. My father the gracious father Mr Gradgrind made me marry him, I did not really want to marry him because first of all he is more than 30 years older than I am, think of what that does to my status among my friends. Also because I feel he is such a dictator in the way in which he thinks and he imposes his thought and feeling upon others. Not giving other people chance to think for there selves. I think I have started to come round to his utalitarism way of thinking. Believing only in facts and figures not interested in beautiful and things which can not be explained in a logical and fact filled way. I did not want to be like him, I wanted to remain an individual and not turn into a mini Bounderby. Another reason to why I did not want marry him was because I did not want to get married at the age which I was at when I did. I was way to young and he was way!!!!!!!!!!!! To old for such a free and happy spirit like myself. I also wanted to marry someone who was roughly the same age and with the same like as me and same interests so that we would get on better, not to someone who is a dictator such as Mr Bounderby.

Now I am just blabbering on now. Back to today. As soon as Mr Bounderby found out he called my father and he was so made he marched down to the house and gave me a SEVERE telling of and as soon as he went I received something from Mr Bounderby that I did not expect to receive from any one let alone a 50 year old man. He gave me a serious beating and rough slaps. I have got blisters and scars all over my body. Now you might not believe this but Mr Bounderby has a dark side which no body and I mean nobody sees apart from me. He was really angry and this just kept on happening until he got tired. I am so scared that I am actually writing this entry in the closet under the stairs and I have locked my self in so even if he wants to hit me some more he will not be able to reach me unless he breaks down the door. (This I sincerely doubt very much what with him being such a weak and feeble old man who can’t even eat without assistance).

You want to know who I blame for this. I blame my precious father Mr Gradgrind. It was his entire fault. I could have married the man of my dreams and lived a happy and rich life but no he made me marry him of all men. He only wanted me to marry Bounderby so that he could have a higher status than he has now and also he wanted to be a bit more better off than he was. He nipped me in my prime and ruined my whole life. If you are reading this dad then let this be know. I HATE YOU FATHER FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART. I HOLD YOU RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT HAS AND IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN TO ME.

As a result of this situation I am in I am considering suicide and this time I am deadly SERIOUS! Not like the other few times, this time I am really going to do it. I can not stand any more of these awful savage beating which he gives me.  My scars are still throbbing as it happened just now. It is painful beyond belief. I am afraid that the blister which I have from him beating me with a ruler may have got infected because I have not had time to treat it, this may be because I am too afraid to leave the house to get treatment in sense of the new situation. If I go out I get beaten and that is something which I want not to happen again.  

SO GOODBYE HURTFUL AND PAINFUL AND MISERABLE LIFE. I HAT E YOU BOUNDERBY AND ALSO YOU FATHER MR GRADGRIND! JUST REMEMBER YOU HAVE YOURSELF TO BLAME FOR ALL OF THIS!