Post #8 - My Name is John Merrick

            Today I was happily informed that I shall, hence forth, be a permanent resident at the London.  Oh, I’ve never been happier.  After all that I’ve been through it seems that I am finally accepted.  I am home.  Treves, one of my only friends, gave me beautiful box and inside was an array of grooming utensils.  Why, it was a pleasant surprise and I’d say that I am truly grateful for everything.  Without Treves I’d still be with Bytes, that wretched man.  Now I am visited by all manner of aristocratic gentry rather than the many crude onlookers at the carnival.  I’m happy here and now that I know this is my home, I feel safe and secure.  Perhaps, I may someday be cured, if there is hope for me to be a part of London society, I will gladly wait an eternity.  Still, I wish that I may someday see my mother again, so she may see how I’ve grown up and what I’ve made of myself.