Date: July 28th, 1587
Event: George Howe got killed.
Perspective: George Howe

Dear diary,
Fishing is just so calming. I feel so happy throwing my spear, catching some fish. Oh, I got a pretty big fish! I’m putting my fish is the bucket and start fishing again.
Owe! There’s an arrow in my arm! I’m turning around and there is a tribe pointing arrows at me, I just got shot with an arrow! Oh no! The last thing I’m thinking is, if only I had done something else today, maybe this wouldn’t have happened. I say, “I’m so sorry! Please don’t shoot me!” But its too late, they’re about to shoot…..AAHHHHHHHHHH