22-April-2014
It's been two weeks now since I lost my original journal. Maybe that's the thing with going old style sometimes; things are easier to lose when having to carry them in hand rather than just send them over from one computer to another. But I still prefer the old pen and a piece of paper in front of me rather than a plastic keyboard and the cold light coming from a computer screen.
I started selling some of the things I managed to collect in San Andreas so far, amongst which my cabin in Fort Carson. I needed to move to a larger house if I am to take care of a baby girl, even if on my own if I have to. Also I know that if I had to fight for that child in court, a cabin with a single room wouldn't seem like the best place to raise a child. Besides, I couldn't stay there anymore… even after so long, the house still smelled like her.
Seems like I'll be sleeping in my office until I manage to sell my truck as well and maybe a few other things, then maybe I'd afford a better house. I would like to buy a house here in San Fierro, somewhere in Ocean Flats maybe. That really seems like a nice, peaceful neighborhood, and although San Fierro is not as peaceful as Fort Carson or other small towns in the North, it's still ten times better than the rush hours in Los Santos. I think a little girl would live to grow up in such a neighborhood.
Amongst the cabin, old combat armours and other stuff, I sold the last gun from my stash today. And I hope I don't have to see such a weapon again, or any weapon for that matter. I'm done with violence; I'm done with judging who deserves to live and who deserves to die. After all, it's easy to take a life; it's much harder to give life. Some that are alive deserve death, some that are dead deserve life… can any of us give it to them? No one should ever judge in life or death.
Now sitting here at night in my office, everything seems a bit calmer. Although yesterday I was ready to end my life, now thinking about my daughter that is about to get born I found something to fight for and have a reason to make plans for the future. And I will do my best to make sure all those plans come true, for me and for her.
A note from the author: This is the first entry in Ace Redford's journal, a character built over two years of role play on a San Andreas Multiplayer. However this story does not belong to the year San Andreas is supposed to exist in, but the curent modern world and time. This will remain as a journal, and I will try to make as many entries in it as days of actual role play of the character. Enjoy reading.
Radu George