after facing the live board oliver returned to his bed crying. he sat up to his diary. now imagine you are oliver twist.attempt a dairy entry with above features in mind
Diary Entry
Date: 12-07-24
Dear Diary,
Tonight, I faced the grim reality of the workhouse's cruelty. The sight of the board's stern faces and the harshness of their judgment left me shattered. I returned to my cold, lonely bed with tears streaming down my cheeks. The pangs of hunger gnaw at my stomach, but the emotional pain is far worse. I feel so small and powerless in this vast, unforgiving world. The hope I once clung to is fading, replaced by a deep, aching despair. I long for kindness and warmth, but it seems so far out of reach.
Yours in sorrow,
Oliver
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