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 * Diary Entry # 3**

Dear diary, I am delighted that France has such a responsible, organized leader. After the long years of chaos during the ruling of Louis XVI, it seems that France has finally seemed to find the right ruler who would be able to steer France in the proper direction. This morning having a conversation with Bernard Vigneronthe miller, I could see that it was not only I, but the whole nation was delighted to have such leader. Although it seems that he is the one who has all the power, which was different from what we head prior (we heard that the power was divided up to prevent absolute monarchy), our new leader has made some wonderful reforms in the nation's law ; as a matter of fact, he has changed what we, the Third Estates, were looking for. According to what the miller said, he has fired the corrupted officials, and set up a new way of collecting taxes. I hope that this will decrease the burden of taxes that was forcing my family and I into poverty. Last but not least, he set up lycees, which were government- run public schools which were open to all male students. If I had the time, I would be delighted to attend there and have proper education. Thinking of all these stuff that our new great leader had done, thanking God for stirring our nation in a positive way, and feeling patriotism, I went to work at the stables of Jacqueline Marseille. Now I have an increased amount of budget after all those years I worked for him. After work, I skipped back to my parents embracing hope for my, my family's and my country's future.

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 * Diary Entry # 2**

1789 July 17th Dear diary, Cringing at the bright, shiny sun pouring down at me, I started my new day with a bit of anxiety and hope. Visioning the conversation I had with my long lasting friends,John Candid and Jerome Moreau, I hurriedly got ready to meet them at the center of Paris. Although me and my family were out of money and bread, I was not going to go to work today; although work was been my priority, I thought that the Third Estate as a whole were more important than the benefit of the independent. What brings me to meet my friends, not work, if you ask, are rumors. Rumors have been stirring up the village for the past few days; debating whether the rumors are true or not, the deep conversation we had last night lingered inside my head, tending not to leave. As an uneducated Third Estate, I was not able to distinguish whether the rumors were true or not, but the thought that our own king was willing to exterminate our estate was bad enough for me to ponder about it for hours. Other than the fear of the monarchy, I was already frustrated by the high taxes implied on our estate and the unfair rules. Such factors lead me to participate in the protest today, which will be taking place in Bastile. Embracing the butterflies in my stomach, I dashed to meet my two dear friends. We had a brief conversation, only to ensure our promise to stay together throughout the protest no matter what. We waited for a brief moment, and found ourselves surrounded by the gathering mobs, eager to find more arms as well as to change the society. Flabbergasted, at the bizarre situation, we waited for something to happen. Just then, one of the boldest looking mob started attacking the prison. After a few bewildering hours, we found out that the prison commander and a several guards were murdered. It was shocking enough for me that peasants could go against the nation, and I was afraid what kind of impact this riot will have. Hours of confusion in the chaos, the revolution finally came to an end at the pitch black night. With John Candid and Jerome Moreau walking side by side, Jerome Moreau invited us to his house. Just like I expected how a wine seller's house would be like, as I entered Jerome's house, I could feel the strong scent of alcohol. Although I was underage, he offered me a shot, and we briefly talked about the storming of the Bastille. As I walked back home, I wondered about the future of France, and how the other Estates will react to this. I also pondered if king Louis does have a secret army that will kill us all. Last but not least, I wondered about how the revolution will change my family's and my life.

Sincerely, Victor Simon

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 * Diary Entry # 1**

1789 May 21st Dear diary, I am always thankful to have been given the work as a carter for the countess. Today was also one of the days that has been toilsome, but I am glad that I am able to do work for my beloved family; [|Antoine Simon] and Cristiani Boccavina. The weather was neither steamy or icy, and as soon as I woke up, I started by daily routines. I gleefully skipped to Jacqueline Marseille's house, where fancy looking ornaments decorated the vast house, along with artistic paintings and expensive jewelry that I will one day I hope to be able to purchase with the money I earned. As I glumly walked passed his house, I could sense the air filled with mouthwatering scent of soup and bread. I vowed that someday I will be able to serve my family with those extravagances, and dashed to the stables, grasping my growling stomach. As I approached the stables, I found my six lovely horses greeting me with a nod. My favorite is the white, robust one, which is named Jacques the Horse. Letting out a long sigh, trying to release the pain in my stomach due to hunger, I started my daily occupation as a carter. After the long arduous work at the stables, I was absolutely out of energy. Afternoon, I trudged towards the market, holding the small amount of money I earned by my work. My feet were burning from all the work, and the muscles of my shoulder ached. I walked to my favorite shop, John Candid's where I always buy my food supplies. After a brief talk of greetings and town gossip, I bought a loaf of bread and a carton of milk. After that, I was completely broke of money. Taking my cart, I roamed around the town delivering goods such as bread and flowers. With that, I was left with a small sum of money. When I returned to my family late at night, I found them fast asleep at the ground, fast asleep. I devoured a small portion of the bread, leaving the rest to my family, and fell asleep waiting for the sun to rise for another hectic day.

Sincerely, Victor Simon

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=**Character Profile**=

//Name//: Victor Simon // Age // : 17 //Gender//: Male //Occupation//: Carter //Social Class//: Third Estate //Financial situation//: Having two homeless peasant parents, Victor Simon has never been able to fill up his stomachs with the sufficient amount of food needed for growth. He works for Jacqueline Marseille, a countess, who owns several horses needed to be taken care of. With the small amount of money he earns by taking care of the horses and delivering items to people, he buys bread and milk from John Candid, the market stall owner, and saves the rest for the future.

//Appearance//: Not able to consuming the adequate amount of nutrition, he is short and skinny. Due to the long hours of work outside, exposed to UV rays, he has tan skin and brown hair that matches with the color of his skin. Due to the toilsome work, he always wears a somber expression, showing his exhaustion and crave for rest.

Location: Lives outside of Paris, but works in a stable that is inside of Paris. //Habitual locations//: As a carter, he visits Jacqueline Marseille daily to take care of his horses. After his work, he goes around the town delivering goods for people who asked him. He then goes to John Candid for food, and returns to his parents, exhausted.

//Personality/Quirks/Unique Personality Traits//: As he started working alone at a young age, he became highly independent, determined, but obedient to his family. He wishes someday his family is going to escape from the poverty, and earn a house of his own with the money he earned. Although his work is arduous, he is always optimistic and hopeful.

//Past/individual-family history//: Both of his parents are homeless peasants. Due to the lack of finance at his home, he started working at a young age for the countess. His talent as a groom makes him a likeable worker by the countess, and he keeps on earning money by that specific occupation.

//Family//:father (Antoine Simon), mother (Cristiani Boccavina) //Social relations with your own and other classes (people you deal with or know about in other classes, AND your opinions and feelings about them):// //Religion//: None //Education//: Never been able to get proper education. //Style of speaking in France//: Speaks proper French mixed with some street-talk & slang //Languages you speak//: French //Main privileges and/or conflicts//: His major conflict in his life is always poverty; the lack of finance he has and the extravagant life of the countess motivates him for a revolution against the First and Second Estate. //Portrait//: []