Battle. They're preparing for battle. HA! How ridiculous. They really think they can defeat Mother England? Preposterous. Mother England is our HOME! Why should we fight like a bunch of six year olds who don't want to go to bed? The other Loyalists agree with me. Mother says the "toris" - that's what she calls us - are traitors.

                                               She says they're worthless dirtbags.

     It stings when she looks at me as she says that. It's as though she knows that I'm a Loyalist. She can't, though, because I've tried my best to keep it hidden from her. *She gasps* I must go. Mother has been reading over my shoulder this whole time. *A cry of pain*