Bato's+Diary+2

**// Diary 2 //**
media type="custom" key="6219323" width="10" height="10" The World War II started. My research tells me the Russo-Finnish War began. The Germany invaded Poland and occupied Bohemia and Moravia. My parents temporarily moved to Russia. No one told me any information, but my parents left a note that they will be back soon. They left me some money, but I had to drop out of college to take care of my sister. To achieve my dream I decided to leave Philippines with my sister. I wanted to learn about the World War II. Recently I’ve found out some information about the United States. Roosevelt has submitted about $1319 million defense budget. He declared the limited emergency and proclaimed that the United States is neutral. For me, United States is just a coward. Maybe I am too young to decide whether the United States is a coward or not. However, I could definitely know how the U.S does not any deaths and loss due to this war. Though, I could predict that the United States will secretly aid some countries to exploit this war to reinforce their country. Today, I met the leader of the Piranha gang. Surprisingly, Jamel Jaguar, my friend was the leader. He offered me to join his gang. However I refused. I had my own dream to explore the world. Being a gangster also seems to immoral .My English approved a lot in these two years. I now make no mistakes with spelling. Now I just have to work on my speaking and listening in order to move to United States. Today my sister was also sick. Her illness seems to foreshadow some event on Philippine. Whenever my sister was sick, something bad happened to our country. I stayed next to my sister, holding her hand. However, just before one hour she died of a mysterious disease. I feel sorrow and depressed. It seems like all my effort to learn about other countries and their relation is all futile. I wonder where my parents are. I have to tell them Bulalayo died. Now I am reconsidering Jaguar’s request, for joining his gang. Nothing can remedy my depression and sorrow. Writing this diary also depresses me. It again reminds me of my sister’s death. I now learned the importance of family. It is raining now. It seems like god is lamenting my sister death and all the deaths that occurred today. If god existed I wish he could bring back my sister.