Henry Jekyll's journal entry.
July 30, 1874. I don't plan on being his friend, I'm just his temporary teacher (and just because she tricked me into doing it!). I don't want to be around her, it bothers me to see her with her smile, it bothers me to see her hair, it bothers me to see her eyes, it bothers me ... When she seems to care about me ...
Journal entry of Josephine Utterson.
July 31, 1874. I don't want to upset Henry, but sometimes I feel like I do. Today I will buy something special for both of us with the extra coins that a client tipped me today. I hope he would like this surprise. Something small to sweeten the soul! I'll give it to him tomorrow morning.
Henry Jekyll's journal entry.
01, August, 1874. She gave me half of a sweet bread that she had bought at the market. At first, I didn't want to accept it, however, she insisted so much on taking it that I could no longer say no to her.
It was delicious, and I honestly don't understand why she shared it with me. Why did she spend her money on me?
Journal entry of Josephine Utterson.
01 / August / 1874. He accepted it! Well, I made him accept it a bit, but at least he accepted it! He looked so happy eating it, finally a pure smile on his face.
I don't have any more money to spare to buy another one, and that's fine... Because at least for today, we had a little fun time together.
Henry Jekyll's journal entry.
02 / August / 1874. The day started early, and like any other day I headed to the barn, she to the kitchen. Sometimes we cross paths when she goes to the bathroom carrying piles of dirty dishes to wash.
Just today I started to think about how many frets she has to load every day, has it always been that amount? She looked so small and fragile ... And well I admit it! Today I helped her carry them to where the water was, it only took me five minutes of my time, it wasn't much effort, but still... It felt good to help her.
Journal entry of Josephine Utterson.
August 18, 1874 A couple of weeks ago Henry helped me with some chores. At first, I thought that he would only do it once, or that he did it as a thank you for the bread, but more days passed and he continued doing it ... Although he doesn't turn to see me when he does it, or he doesn't say hello to me...I'm still very thankful at him!
19/ August / 1874 Sometimes I stole some breadcrumbs from the kitchen for both of us; We enjoy these at night after drawing class, since lately we have also talked a bit about our interests.
I tell him about my family, he tells me about his favorite books ...
But today, he told me the reason behind those grotesque drawings that I didn't understand. He told me that his biggest dream is to become a surgeon, just like his late father. I jokingly told him that I wanted to be a pianist, like the great prodigy: Emilie Rosewood.
... He hit the wall next to him hard, he yelled at me: "It is not worth idolizing that damn woman, WHAT'S HER SPECIAL?! She's just an egotist, who thinks of no one but herself. "
Obviously, our boss caught our attention and told us to go to bed now, because tomorrow we would have more work... with a little less salary.
Henry scared me a lot when he behaved like this, but at the time I didn't show him... Every day I get to know him more, and I know it's weird, but I also know that he would never hurt me. Plus, he apologized to me right after our boss left the room. Enough to forgive him, right?
August 24, 1874 Several days have passed since that little accident; Henry looks more discouraged than ever, just like the day he got here. I asked him if I could help him with something, he said no ... That it would be best to leave him alone for the moment. I miss chatting with him, but I really want to be friends with him. That is why I am going to do what you asked and wait until he feels better!
August 27, 1874 He's still not better, but it's fine, I'll keep waiting. I usually used this journal to write about my relationship with Henry, so while he's gone, I will have to write about my day to day.
For example: Today I found a very beautiful snail in the grass, I grabbed it with my hand to bring it to my bed and there I started to make a quick pencil sketch on this same sheet.
I'm obviously not as good as him, but one day I hope to improve more.
To make him proud!
Pd: Of course, when I finish drawing, I return the snail to its pasture; I didn't keep it. I wasn't going to separate him from its home!
30 / Aug / 1874 No news from Henry. Today I received a letter from my brother. He said that he misses seeing me and that in a few months he will start school. I hadn't thought about it before, but surely John and Henry would get along really well if they got to know each other. They both have very important dreams to fulfill, they could share ideas or projects!
02 / September / 1874 Still not much news about him.
Two guys who drank too much in our little bar started fighting. The boss separated them in a matter of seconds, he was very angry. It was nothing extraordinary, well my day in general was not extraordinary at all.
05 / September / 1874 No news yet....
Today I have nothing else to write ... It's the first time that I see how ordinary and simple my life was before I had someone to hang out with.
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