Dear
Journal,
Today we leave for Acre in Syria. I don’t
know what to think. I’m scared but excited to finally get out on the road for a
while. Glad to meet new people. Maybe along the way I’ll even meet a special
lady. But a man can only hope. I am wishing upon a star that I will, though.
But who would ever like a man like me? A pig, maybe. Or better yet a cow.
-Pepin Williams
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