I have reached my hometown. Things have changed dramatically. I have walked by my house several times but as I anticipated, the authorities are there looking for me. I am scared and growing much weaker without my chip. I must talk with my family. I must tell them of my plan to leave the country. Hopefully they will go with me. Canada is far from the plateau, where I want to be. I will pass by my home one more time tonight, if I can I will get into my house and talk with my family. I must get food though. Maybe I'll try the soup kitchen. What I would give to go back in time and never get this chip. What I would give to have my familys' arm's around me now....