August 16th, 1763

Hello, journal. My name is Ryan Bachmann, I am now seventeen years old. I haven't heard from my dad since I was six years old, coming back to Switzerland. The war has finally come to an end. The French and Indian War. I don't like it because it doesnt tell who who were the winners of the war. I would choose something that my father would approve of. Like "The British and the Indian War." One of my father's friends dropped by, and gave me this journal. Unfortunately, he was not able to write in it after his last entry, because he had passed away. I wasn't able to get to know him very well, but I sure do wish that he was around while I was growing up because he was a great father.

September 15th, 1752

We have a little change in plans, journal. My family is going to go back to Switzerland, but I am going to stay here. George Washington asked me to join his militia of 400 men to try and get the Natives and French out of the land, and I am going to do just that. We will show the Natives and the French that we should not be messed with. I gave them a chance, I traded with them, I was friendly with them, but they crossed the line. He explained that they might have been allied themselves with the French forces. But it doesn't matter, because I am ready to destroy all of the Native Americans.

August 25th, 1752

You are so lucky you aren't burning under the mantle right now. Its all your fault! Why did I have to find you?! WHY?! Thanks to you, I had no pressure to leave, and now I just can't handle you! Anna is missing! We don't know where she is, we cannot find her. We have been searching, praying with all our hearts and we just can not find her. We can not find her... Why did you do this to us?! Why did I find a way to deal with not fleeing?! Do they feel threatened by us?! She didn't even do a single bad thing in her life. And now she is gone. Our six year old son, Ryan, begged for us to leave but we waited, and I just said no! But thats it, we are going to leave. We are going back to Switzerland. I just can't take this. Why did I even think anyone was ever reading this?

August 16th, 1752

Hello again. I think that the last entry really helped relieve me some of the stress, so I'm going to write again. The Natives have really got my family scared. Anna, my twelve year old daughter, won't go that far away from the house and my wife is getting paranoid about every move we make. To be honest, I'm becoming paranoid myself. Lately I've been keeping a heavy guard everywhere I go. Most everyone who didn't flee has either died, or has been captured already. I don't know if our colonies are causing them to react like this, but I don't think the militia is doing anything about the natives because they are scared of the Iroquois League. I am thinking of fleeing while we can, but I have just put so much work into the land I that bought on the Susquehanna Valley. Then again, I do not want to put any of my family members at risk.

August 8th, 1752

Hello Journal, this is the first time I have written in you for years. I am really glad I have found you, because I have been really needing you lately. Journal, I have been so stressed out. I remember how when I was young, you really helped me deal with all of my stress, so I am going to start writing to you again. I am sure you remember Teresa, the girl that I have talked about since I first bought you? Well we are married now, and have two beautiful children! But that's why I have been so stressed out lately. We have been living in the new world for a couple years now, and we've met so many people. We live near a tribe of Native Americans, that we have been friendly with them for a long time. We have made many trades with them, and they have helped us so much. But we lost contact with them because they have started to hate all the new settlers. All of our neighbors are randomly fleeing from this country all together, and many of them have been killed. They seem to be so powerfull at the moment right now, because everyone is afraid of them except for the French for some reason. I don't really know what I am going to do, should I flee with my family back to Switzerland, or should I stay and hope for the best?