March 5, 1770 Dear Diary, Today I was stuck at home because the streets were starting to flood. But today things at home just got worse. My father got in a conflict with my mother and called her a few unpleasant names and slapped her then just left. When he left my mother said to me ,“ A tory hitting a colonist girl should be treason.” I thought of it then just let it go. Then the thought of the war being gone and freedom flowing through the world came to mind. But I guess that until the rebellion stops, that the war won’t stop. Then all of a sudden when my mom was making dinner I heard a kaboom that startled me so I looked out of the window but my mother grabbed me and took me to the seller. But news comes around fast. It has been only one hour, and they already called it the Boston Massacre. Oh yeah, what I ate today was for breakfast, I ate some strawberries, for lunch I ate some fresh baked bread from the bakery, and for dinner I had some fish that were caught by Father just today. My brothers sent a letter today talking about how the war had been and how it had become harder. The whole letter was boring. My brothers have been in the war for nine years. One thing they have never said to me is, “I love you.” Sincerely , Sally