Dear Diary,I feel absolutely terrible about what happened. That Tom Robinson is so dreamy and so helpful. I was just so lonely, I couldn't take it. He would help me everyday with the chores. I just wanted company. I know it is looked down on for a white woman or any white person to converse with a black person, but he was so inviting and willing to help out. I couldn't help myself, I just had to hug him. I wish my cruel drunk daddy wouldn't have looked through that darn window. I had everything planned out, the chillun were gone, daddy was gone. Poor Mr. Tom Robinson. He is probably so lonely in that cold wet jail down in town. Tomorrow is the trial, daddy threatened to beat me again if I didn't lie for him again. His punches to my face hurt so bad. I just have to lie there and take it. I wish he wouldn't drink. What am I saying? That black man Tom Robinson attacked me, took advantage of me multiple times and it is his turn to pay. I need to add some tears into my testimony. I hope that it is believable. Mr. Gilmore will find him Tom Robinson guilty of course because of the color of his skin, and then I will be all alone.
Mayella
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