January 4 1509
I borrowed money from my creditors in Santo Domingo and I am becoming much in debt. It seems this life of farming is not right for me. I'm starting to think about running away so I will not have to pay these bills. Leoncico my beloved pet is growing ill because I can not afford to pay for his dog chow. If I wish to leave he would be my companion all the way. There are many ships aboard on the docks. It will not be hard to escape at night and hide somewhere in the ship. I am still pondering about the consequences of leaving here. Everything and everyone (besides Leoncico) behind. I must go. There is a loud banging outside my door. I hope it's not a creditor!
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