My dearest friend, I am writing this to you in secret because I dont know how long I can survive here. Ive tried to escape but the man who serves us the nasty porridge has stopped me every single time. Every day we bathe in dirty water and are hygiene remains the same. I dont want to live anymore but im holdi0ng on for Sharlene And if you could tell her I love her with all my heart. And I think about her every single day im here. I have been here three months and i feel worse than ever. I will write when i get the chance
In the Middle Ages, some people believed that denial of worldly pleasures would please God. During the Renaissance, many believed that God intended them to enjoy those things.
