Monday November 30th

                It has been about a month since I’ve left Britain and my beautiful wife.   However the thought of not seeing her face every morning, hadn’t brought me to tears but filled me up with a sense of freedom and pride. Ever since our marriage, Maria had kept me locked up and captivated. She did not turn out to be the person that I thought she would be. I no longer had a social life anymore; it was all about Maria 24/7. Honestly I was getting really sick and tired, and having the chance of being recruited to come here made me the happiest man alive, ironically. Just a few nights ago the sentry guarding me had dozed off after having several bottles of booze. I acknowledged the fact that this was my chance of escaping, but this was never my intension. From the first day I’ve arrived my decision of becoming a brave and strong solider had already been made. So I just sat there with a magazine in my hand waiting upon the return of my fellow crew members, I admire each and every one of the soldiers here. When the crew members entered the camp site, they all stared me down and looked back and forth from me to the sentry. I knew what they were all thinking; they thought I was stupid, having the chance of escaping yet I didn’t do so.

Friday December 5th

                In the past 5 days I feel as if I had made some really good friends here. Occasionally I would cook a meal or a snack for the crew, wash their laundry or even sew back some of their ripped up pieces clothing. Clearly none of them had anyone of these skills so I thought, why lend them a hand. I knew that I could be easily taken advantage of but I will always help out, out of the kindness of my heart. The sight of seeing a man or woman happy will just make my day. Just moments ago a scorpion crawled up onto Tom’s leg, immediately I killed it with my own two hands before it could strike, I felt proud as if I had saved someone’s life. Tom thanked me and was glad that I was around to spot the scorpion.