Day 6

I felt the need to assassinate Diaz, along with Juan, Esteban, and Whistler today for kicking me in the ribs. The pain immediately struck me, and anger rushed through my eyes. For days I hadn’t known how the revolution was financed, until today. The thought made me feel uneasy. Captain Mendoza had been stealing, borrowing money to finance the war. He stole the plane out of the bank when the revolutionists captured a town up north. I didn’t like the idea of stealing, even if it gave us a chance to win the war. I thought Captain Mendoza was a good leader, one that didn’t cheat. But as Juan said, you don’t fight fair to win a war, you fight hard. I kept thinking about Mendoza and how he had stolen the airplane. It didn’t make much sense to me. I thought he would be a good leader, and now he stole from the bank? I never thought I had to win the revolution like this, but I wanted to. We had to fight for our freedom, and get us out of poverty so we could enjoy lives like every other man walking this earth. I had to do it, even if stealing was the only option for money; it just had to be done. I had made my decision; I was going to fight for my freedom, and the freedom of the ones I love. Otherwise, the day went by slow as usual, but we did have better food and I was in a way thankful for that.

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