Dear journal

Today I was napping in bed when i heard smoke coming from the field. Somebody set my field on fire can you believe it! it was terrible! A years supply of food just disappeared just like that ! It must have been those patriots. Man, I hate them so much why do they have to be so mean! There are more of them them than there are of me so i have to leave. This may be the last time I wiill ever write to you. Farewell journal, Goodbye

-Earl grey