Reader Discretion Advised.Trigger Warning.
Jeptha’s Journal 2/29/2020
I am Jeptha. I write on parchment. The broken wagon made me sad.
Travellers lost their belongings.
I lost my toys and playthings when I was kidnapped by the creatures.
When mom and dad said I was not their son, I had no more belongings.
I have a shell that Wispy gave me, but it is empty like me. I know what loss feels like
The creatures were scary and did cruel things to me. They bit me and now I am horrid.
I went to seek those that bit me, but they were already dead. I held bitterness for dead creatures. They were pitiful small creatures, but so big when I was a child.
I do not know what being with family is. I see Brother with wife and children. Ahusaka same.
Maybe I be father some day. Brother says it can wait, go explore forest.
I explore. The wagon oxen were eaten by thunderbirds. They are very big. I do not know where the family is that lost cart.
I make patches for my clothes. Johns’s mother made them. They wear out fast. I will kill a deer or elk soon to make clothes. It is always so sad. I hate when they die.
Sometimes I must be predator and kill them. Brother says it is ok if I eat them.
He also says it is ok to be sad. Wispy Sapling told me to leave a gift for deer family.
I leave them I’m sorry presents.
Shepherd Crook Man says I am not yenaldooshi or skin walker. He says my skin is sick, but my heart is in right place
I can hear my heart beat. I don’t know if it is in the right place for sure.
I see love today on the nearby ponds.
Two geese froze to death trapped in ice. Their necks touched. I think they say “ I love you, friend.” They faced each other.
I want to be like the geese that way, and say, “ I love you friend.”