March 25, 0222

The  rain storm is almost over and I  get all the  journals in my bag that get wet and are all dry. I was letting the journal  papers dry after taking the page apart. I pull a small table near the iron stove and let the journal in front of the heat away from the fire, to let it dry for good before I get out of the basement. This basement was full of itea that was getting rid off by who owns the cabin, or was forgotten for a long time but most of the idea in here was forgotten by the darkness  but I came some papers that I was never put into when I was born due to my partner's fear of me being killed. I found the old copy of the Records from the years I was  born in and my parents never put me into these records when I was born but the others who were put into these records were killed when they got older after all the adults were killed by the darkness keeper. I read on this record and it has come to my thought that I know why my parents risk death on t