My Journal by Tsukiyomi Mori

[Mori]

16th July

My day started like everyother normal day. I was cleaning my underwear and thinking why my mouth tastes like it was stuffed full of horse dung and my head hurts like someone has had a fun beating it hard. This gave me an idea, I need my own journal!

I was trying to be innovative and a good soldier but I am afraid I messed things up, little. I was having a lunch at the roof of our barracks while the accident happened. I didn't meant to do it! I swear! *A big spot of ink covers rest of the text*