I, Mormon, write the things I have seen and heard and I call it the Book of Mormon.
When Ammaron hid the records, he came to me. I was ten years old. Ammaron said: I think you are a serious child and quick to watch things. When you are twenty four years old, go to the land Antum to a hill called Shim. I hid there all the sacred writings of this people.
Take the plates of Nephi and leave the others where they are. Write on the plates of Nephi all the things you see happen to this people.
I agreed to do it. When I was eleven years old, my father took me south to the land of Zarahemla. The whole land was covered with buildings and the people were as many as the sands on the seashore.
There was so much sin that the Lord took away his disciples. Miracles stopped. There were no gifts from the Lord and the Holy Ghost did not come.
When I was fifteen years old, I was visited by the Lord. I tasted and knew the goodness of Jesus.
I tried to preach to the people, but the Lord told me to preach no more to them. I lived among them.
The Gadianton robbers spread across the land. The people tried to hide their treasures, but the Lord cursed the land so no one could keep their treasures.