Ich bin zurruck.

Day One:1400 hours: I have collected a group of soldiers and comrades to go forth from the land of the free and brave to seek other pastures where we may be welcomed. A few of the volunteers I believe are masquerading marauders. Hopefully all goes well and none shall get hurt.

Day Four: 0900 hours:Strife breaks out amoungst the company. Bitter tears wept and blood spilt. Things are dicey. (especially the games.)

Day Thirteen: unknown time: lost watch. going crazy. dissention has crept into the camp like a fog hovering in the morning. Down to three men. We found bananas and laughed our great fortune.

Day Fourteen:moon in sky: plague erupts. Locust eat men. Left alone.

Day Fifteen: Upset. Training didn't talk about being all alone. I don't even have Wilson.

Day Seventeen: Companionship found. Clarence.

Day Twenty-nine: Had lost my palm. But is now found. Made clothing from leaves. Now understand why Cain was always cranky.

Day Thirtytwo: Discovered land of beauty and wonder, but in the midst of journeyings, lost crew, family, and planned future. Lost amoungst the leaves, brooks and wild bears and elegant deer. Like strewn, water-whipped branches bleached in the sun- life is taking on a new outlook. Concern about my water. Misplaced my bananas.

And now I'm gone.

I did a no-no.

And I need to leave the country.

I am grateful to have known ya'll.

I hope I had a good affect on you.

Don't party too hard now that you know I'm gone.

But I'll understand if you do.

Cause when I heard the good news:

That Maria had to flee the country,

I jumped and down for joy.

And then, I remembered:

Oh, I am Maria.

Sad Day.

I guess I will have to try a new land.

Good-bye.