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December 8th, 1941

Dear Diary, It’s been a while since I wrote my inner thoughts to you. It’s December and a lot has changed within the few months since I was held captive. The wave of white flag are in everyone’s heads. The British surrendered to the Japanese. Every place that the Japanese are at are infected by their disgusting customs. Even worse, they’re murdering and raping innocent people for no reason. My life has never been this frightening and every day is an unpredictable last day for civilians and any day might be the last day for me. I never quite explained how I managed to escape from the Japanese soldiers. A British man came in and quietly whispered to one of the guard. The guard’s face didn’t seem satisfied, but he unlocked the cell and called out a few names. Luckily I was one of the names that were called and the British man helped me escape! The factory has shut down, but my boss has specially asked for a request. One of the riskiest request at a dangerous time like this. He asked me to bring his wife and two sons with me from Shanghai to Hong Kong. I asked him why he wanted me to bring his family back when Hong Kong is in a dangerous state and he said that right now he all he wants is his family to be together through whatever. Hearing that from a poor weak man, I knew this was a request I must accomplish. I arrived safely to Shanghai and managed to find his family. Along the way I met a young girl named Xin Xiao Jing. She was a student plantation worker in a rubber plantation. We both shared stories and even personal stories about working hard and fighting for ourselves in a time like this. However, he bright smile and personality gave me hope that things will get better. She asked if she could tag along the way back to Hong Kong with me. Of course I agreed to it and I persuaded her that a job in a factory will be easily offered in Hong Kong than Shanghai. She seemed reluctantly happy, so she came with me back to Hong Kong.