IDV - Blacksmith Ref Sheet and Diaries
It has been so long for me to write this. It were just me,Polluxia and our father. We tried to live our life in this new land and get our own foods as much as we could. I helped my father in smithing while my sister stayed at home. It was rough and tired works with the heat and metals we need to make something. We took like a few client's commissions and made our money. It won't be enough for the next month but it is enough for a few days.
There was an accident happened at one of the clients' home. Father died by the gate that has not been fixed properly and fell onto his head. I found some money underneath his bed,so I used a few of those money to cover for his funeral,and used the rest for the house and food. Polluxia we're still grieving about the news and so do I. Dinner were silent afterwards. I decided to find a job that suitable to my best ability and found one at the factory.
Some people came to our house for the debt. Apparently,Father has been borrowed from the wrong crowd. And I had to pay for it. I kept trying to convince the people to give more times to get the money.
After dealing with some mistreatments at the factory and have enough patient,I finally gathered enough money to pay the debt. I kept it under the floorboard of my room,hopefully I can pay it tonight.
Why did you do that? Why did you spend it? I tried my best to get us out of this debt. Now those people are going to come back. I need to find a way to get money fast.
I guess there is only one way......
What have I done... Why did I ruined it... Why I kept messing it up?! he She was supposed to be back. Why she had to went in and let go of the chains?! What is wrong with you?! And now is cold on the floor. YOU HAVE NO ONE NOW!
Everything had been dealt with. The debt had been paid. Going back to the factory should be tense,but it's better than getting fired.
What is wrong with these men? Instead of doing their job,they wasted their time and energy belittle others,and myself. I yelled back to which they seemed surprise. I guess this is how he I had to faced them for most of his work. One lead to another,fist throwing and metal fell on the floor. I only managed to hit him at the nose. Serve him right. I was later called by the boss.
I didn't mean to do that. He said something that I won't agreed. I don't know what had got into me. I only heard scream and my hands were covered in red. I couldn't stay here any longer. I need to go. Somewhere,anywhere but here. I am so sorry,father. I promised to took care of our home,but it had to go. I'm so sorry.... ther Polluxia. I wish I could have let you help me and share the burden. My only way out is a letter I found at our door. I had to go there.
