Starved

Dear Diary,

I fear today might very well be my last time writing in you. You see, our food supply has been gone for the past two weeks. But, now our water has run out. We didn’t expect it to last, but with the addition of Mr. Petersburg, it ran out a little faster than we would have hoped. Don’t get me wrong, we are all happy that he is with us, and we wouldn’t change a thing. I just wish our story had a happier ending.

My dad says that we need to make the final trip to Canada by tomorrow or else we will be too weak later on down the road. In all honesty, I’m cold, hungry, wet, and just down right angry, but I will NOT let them win. I will NOT let this inconvenience take those dear to me. We WILL make it. Our people are known for their durability.

Of course, the first thing I’m going to do when I get to Canada is shower, take eat until I can’t move, then promptly fall asleep.