Kathleen Balan-Celino

University Studies 183A-002: Work of Art (CRN 63741)

April 30, 2015
Journal Entry 2
The smell of excrement and blood is overtaking the air MY excrement, MY
blood or is it Tangs? For sure, I feel pain within my body and continue to feel this
pain, but I will still refuse. I am in an unfamiliar place. The enemies torture room.
Surrounding me are Japanese soldiers that are questioning me about the Resistance
Movement. They are speaking among themselves in a different language Im unable to
understand. But I know the situation I am in. Im here to be interrogated in an inhumane
way but I will not speak. I refuse. I have been whipped, hot ironed, and all the
possible ways of torture to get one to speak, but I will refuse. This is the path I chose for
myself, the path Tang and I chose for ourselves. In truth, I know I will not be able to live
the future I wish to have because my friend, Jing, has betrayed me, Tang, the Resistance,
his own people, China. I will die. Die with Tang as my wife. At least before we die, I
wish to marry the women I love. Although I wouldve wanted to experience a peaceful
life to create a family with Tang and have a stable job This future is now an
impossible reality. The future I wished to have with Tang can never come true because of
this war. My life ends at the age of 20 years old. I couldve lived until 70 or 80, but my
life ends here and now. Because of this war between the Chinese and Japanese, my life
and many others are being ruined, especially the young generation who are yet to
experience love, heartbreak, failure, success, and all the wonders of life. Such a pitiful
time to have been living. Our Tang and I (Min) - execution is set. Tomorrow we die.