Journal Of MO
Have you ever woken up and asked yourself. "Where the fuck was everybody else." Well, that's what happened to me when I woke today. The last thing I remember was we were fighting some soldiers and I got stabbed in the eye. Did I mention that I got STABBED in the FUCKING eye? Can't see out the damned thing now.
Rodrigo will probably tell my girlfriend back home, that I'm dead. He will steal that beauty away from me. He was always jealous. To make things worse the bastards took all my stuff. No gun, no water, no hat. Took my boots, bandolier, and I barely have the clothes on my back, and they left me this Journal as well.
29 Apr 1846 - Added after I found a village.
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