November 5th, 2021
Dear JOURNAL
I don't know why I can't get that prairie dog out of my mind. I never thought an animal dying would have such an impact on me, but it's all I think about. Sleeping last night was rough. I kept on waking up randomly. I'm worried about Mr. Antonio Hernandez thinking I'm not strong enough to carry on with training. How will I defeat Luke if I'm not strong enough to even get over the death of an animal. It just had no clue what I was going to do though. It came up to me as if I were a fellow dog, and accepted me in, but then I killed it. I shot it's fucking jaw off. It's dead now, and it didn't even know I was going to kill it, and it died with the most shocked face you could imagine a prairie dog could have. I feel so guilty, but I know I shouldn't. Many people have hunted. I eat meat, so why is this any different? I don't understand.
Antonio seems... interesting. I don't know if I like him or not. I don't know how I'm going to live with him. It's the first day, and he already tells me to kill something? That's a lot. I get it's just a prairie dog, but still! He seems so old fashion too. I could've sworn dust escaped his nose as he sneezed, he's so old. Telling me to sit up straight, watch my mouth (I didn't even swear!!), and he expects me to respect him just because he's old! Respect goes both ways!
Hopefully things will get better...
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The Tale of Two Lukes
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