Dear journal,

This morning I woke up to the sound of someone calling my name. I woke up and noticed that I had slept in half an hour later than usual. My mom the boarding house keeper was standing at the front door with a piece of johnny cake for me I grabbed it and ran off to work. The overseer was mad at me for being late but it was my first time so he was nice about it. Then I got to work right away. The working conditions were terrible as usual. My friends and I started a petition for better working conditions. Nobody wanted to sign because they didn’t want to be blacklisted. I finished off my work for the day. Then I got home early for a Lowell offering meeting. After the meeting it was dark I got home and went to bed.