End Of Day After a bad haircut (I think I was given girl's haircut...) I just sat on my bed and started writing. I suppose I could write about my past but... lets just say thats not important. Whats important is how I get outta this village and get back home. I have no idea why I'm mayor or why I can't leave this town. Forget it, I need to sleep. ›End Of ??? day‹