Dear diary,

Tears are dropping down my face as I write this, I killed Patrick, I couldn't hold my anger any longer. When he told me that he's going out I snapped, I hit him with slab of meat that I was carrying, which was meant for supper, all my feelings was let out I couldn't hold them in for any longer. My biggest worry is that they will execute me with my unborn baby I could own up my will not take the chance of killing my baby. I put the slab of meat in the oven so it could cook.

I practiced my smile and my voice in the mirror because right now it was very shaken which made me sound suspicious, I practiced for a few minutes until I found it was okay. Each time it sounded better and soon she had left the house. I went to Sam's to get vegetables to go with the meat in the oven I asked him to give me a tin of peas and potatoes please he had gave me them and I had left on the way back I said to myself

"ill make sure the food tastes extra delicious as he had a hard day at work today"

I made it seem like I never killed him but someone else.