January, the 21st.

I've been crying a lot. Mom, I miss you, and I miss dad too. I'm so embarrased, I shouldn't have behaved like a little one, and I've contagiated communicated it to Eddie, so he has been sad too.

I have been a bad big brother. I should have been more responsible; I'm 12 already. God, why am I so stupid?

I have issues. Mom could you pray for me up there in heaven?

Apart from that I've located a mart which will serve us all right, till the end of winter at least. We spotted lots of rats, but few dogs, so we will be carrying everything we come in the next few days.

Ah, tomorrow we are having a Bapticatholic service to say goodbye to our families. Bapticatholic because Eddie's baptist and I'm catholic, but neither he's a pastor nor I'm a priest, so I just hope God will not be angry with our celebration, because we only know so much.

No sign of you-know-who, but I did not get then gun. Eddie did, 2 .22 carbines, as he thinks that's better for kids.

I don't like how that sounds.

I will tell about our celebration tomorrow.