My Name is John Merrick...

Today was just terrible.. a few weeks go i was taken from my room, back into he hands of Mr. Bytes.. back into the life of the freak people really think i am.. In France i was humiliated again. used for money.. used to entertain people in a way that goes against anything. Last night i was saved by a couple of others that were known "freaks" not the freak i was. These freaks was liked, this type of freak was known for its fame. This type of freak was not locked in a cage like me.. Anyway, today i was on board a ship back to London. A place where i could have hopefully find Dr. Federick Treves. As i was walking on the dock, i accidentally bumped into a little boy, I could, not see because of the bag i had over my face.. The bag that made me be part of society in the most minimal way possible. It was the only way i got around without raising major suspicion. The kid fell, and i just walked away not trying to gather attention but i was seen. i walked faster and i could hear foot steps getting louder behind me. i was cought and the bag was taken from my head, i was exposed... i tried to run away but i was corners.. i shouted and made it clear that there was nothing wrong with me I am a human being! Right away i was taken by the police back to Dr. Federick Treves, my doctor, my friend. I am just glad i am back here, safe. I am glad that i have another day to write in my diary like a normal person.