12-15-70 Dear Derek the Diary, Today was a rough day. Mother and Father were fighting again in the tavern. I really don’t think I should have been listening. In the beginning of the fight it wasn't so bad it was about Harold and William going somewhere and then,blah blah because I could not hear anything else, but then Father shouted, “Janette, get a hold of yourself, our kids are not going in the war and fighting for the patriots side!” Then he slapped her. ”We need independence, freedom, a rebellion, and we need to protest! Our sons could be a part of that, isn't that what we want?” Mother said. I laid down in bed after that because Father almost saw me and I didn't want to get a spanking. Of course mom won the fight, like always, so William and Harold are going to war….I wonder what it would be like to kill someone.I fell asleep wondering if the patriots would fail or succeed.I lie awake in my bed when Prim, my little sister comes in and she comes up to me crying, “Are William and Harold going to war?!” “Yes” I said solemnly.Then mom came up and saw Prim crying and hugged her and said “I know this is hard but this is our life now.” Goodnight Derek the Diary, goodnight.