4/17/1802
I can't wait to be forced to go to a church for a religion I don't believe in. Not going results in being arrested... Tomorrow is going to be great.
I talked to James again. He has his own little shop where he sells his catches, for fairly cheap prices, too. If I'm ever low on food, at least I know where to go.
4/18/1802
What are these people even on about? I knew this place was a cult. "The Enders will come to us soon; redeem yourself now!" What the fuck does that mean? I wish I had known things like this before I moved here. I'd have found somewhere else to live.
A child from Charlotte's class came up to me today. Apparently she talks about me to the children enough that they recognize who I am. Great.
4/19/1802
My plan for rebuilding the school was accepted. Construction starts sometime in July. I actually did something useful.
I got a letter from my family today. They tried to apologize to me for being assholes through my entire childhood. Thanks, but you aren't even using my actual name, and sorry doesn't make up for the parental love I should have received 17 years ago.
On a lighter note, I found a baby dog by the house. I took him in; now I have to see about getting dog food... I named him Ollie.
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Journal Entries of Nathaniel Ottin
Fiksi UmumShort, simple writings from the journal of Nathaniel Ottin, an architect from the small town of Galsran.