Dear Journal,

April 24, 1789

It's been a century after that horrific war between my people that left many wondering what happened and why did it have to end in blood shed. But in this life war can only be settled by Bloodshed especially in my world. While the economy of our country suffers causing famine and many more Horrendous things to happen. Oh just thinking about it brings chills down my spine. And all of this for some insignificant children. Oh you might be wondering what I mean by that well I'll tell you that in a later journal entry but I will not now.

A century after Millions falling asleep in their endless rest. But Oh well I can't do anything that could've stopped it. I live but only as a substance of the past but don't mix that up with a shadow of the past cause those are two different things. It's not like living in my world after a century ago war is great. Its horrible but Oh well god kept me alive for a reason.

But I still remember those days when Life was Normal and I was still a little girl, with two pigtails sitting next to my three sisters having a Tea party or out in the garden tending to the flowers or crops and if we were lucky we might be going to the beach.......... And then one day when we were at the garden tending to the Flowers and Crops. Bam, Bam,Bam "Mrs. ????? and Mr. ?????, Open up the door please." Came from the front door, then I hear my mom open the door and start talking to the person at the door. I was curious but I knew that if I let my curiosity take over that curiosity kills the cat and that wasn't about to happen. So I stayed still but my little sister couldn't and crawled towards the direction where the voice's were coming from. I looked at my older sister and she told me that she was going to get my little sister so she doesn't cause trouble and so I nodded my head at her. And she walked away to where my little sister crawled to, I didn't care what happened as long as I could sit here and tend to my flowers in my little world that nobody could ruin or so I thought.

She didn't come back and it was already Tea Time and she left around noon. And don't think I was going to be like that one character that knows something is wrong and go inside the place that gave them that sort of vibe. So I stayed outside and walked near one of the windows and looked inside. And what I saw confused my little mind but know that I'm older I knew what was happening. Inside the Living room was a bunch of soldiers and there in front of them was my mother and father. My parents had this terrified look on their face but as my younger self would've said their face was Tinted with fear. I looked around for my sisters but I couldn't see them until I saw my two sisters getting dragged out of the house by soldiers my older sister was yelling at them and biting them slowly becoming more violent towards them while my younger sister was crying and calling for......... Me. But I couldn't do anything for I don't have a voice and am very weak because of fatigue. Also One of the soldiers were asking for the third and fourth children. And still that didn't stop me so I grabbed one of my mother's gardening tools and ran inside and struck one of the soldiers that had my younger sister, dragging her like she was a..a..a rag doll which upset me and angered me................

Oh I can't believe I have to stop story Time because of my ink was running low and I really have to finish this entry and find more ink out on the land even though I don't have the strength to get up and look for some.

I promise to whomever is reading this that I will finish telling you what happened and maybe I could even tell you what caused the war in details if I can.......... Well see you. I'll be looking for ink and maybe seeing if I can...... What I hear a noise outside ................

(Her Ink was running dangerously low so she stopped for today or maybe ever.)

(In a completely different world than our earth we live in)

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A/N

I finally finished this journal entry and starting the next.

I hoped you liked it my dear readers.