I am so nervous about the truth. The truth is something that needs to be told. Something you can’t just hide forever. As you know I’m currently living with Rev. Dimmesdale. Yes he’s a good friend of mine but lets be honest here. He commited a sin that involves me but yet wont say.

Many people in the town believe I’m doing something to help him get better. Honestly I am but that’s not the only thing I’m here for. I want the truth from Dimmesdale and I tried to get it. See what had happen was, I had a feeling or two that he was the father of Pearl. As we started to talk, I ask “Dimmesdale, old friend, in your experience as a minister, have you been able to figure out why some men refuse to confess their secret sins? After all people knows that keeping dark secrets is dangerous to the body and soul.” Dimmesdale replied, “ most men do confess their sins and find peace in their body and mind. But some men aren’t able to confess.” After Rev. said that I was pretty convenced that he had a dark nasty sin. I was close to breaking him, but as time passed by I was getting nowhere. When I asked him more questions he had a look in his face. He was upset and angry at me. We were done talking for some time and he had fell asleep.  So I went up to him, pulled open his shirt, and I seen a red A. I cant lie I smiled. I knew I was right. Now I was sure and positive that was Pearls dad.

Well now that I know I don’t know what I’m going to do now. I’m just going to do what I usually do and get back to the games. I try and keep my cool and things but that’s not something I can deal with. Plus I’m not finished handling business and I won’t be tell I’m dead.