We just reached the U.S.A. The war between the Igbo Kingdom and the McDilen Kingdom is finally over. We rescued Queen Genevieve and brought her back to the Igbo Kingdom in Africa. After three years of war, I think it is fair to say that I made it out alive. Our Pirate was killed so now we have to figure out a way to make it back home safely without getting brutally killed by all other unknown dangers. The U.S.A is definitely diverse. There are many Caucasians which are people with an odd pigment of white in them. There are many strange diseases here. Most of which I did not know of. There is one called the “Swine Flu.” Which is they believe originated from pigs. How did it get to humans? No one actually knows. But this swine flu is a respiratory virus. Americans are such weird species, they have this thing called Television and every time you turn it on it actually talks to you. You actually have homeless people on the streets, I guess around here, not everyone is a family and you don’t know who you can trust.
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Dear diary
Thirty- nine of my troop members got infected by the Swine flu, they passed away. Their death was almost immediate; there was nothing we could do about it. As percussions the remaining members were forced to take a swine flu shot, where you went to a hospital and they injected a needle in your skin. Now we have finally journeyed to Ice Cream land. We spent almost one year in the United States. The journey was certainly difficult, considering The Americans have a lot of security. Apparently they aren’t familiar with foreigners who do not have a specific identification. Our ship was almost confiscated, but we explained to them that we come from a different country that is not exactly technologically as advanced like us. Ice cream land is very muddy. I haven’t had any water to drink ever since I got here, all that’s here in rocky road milkshakes, and sundaes. This reminds me bit of Netherland, the children never grow old but what is strange is that this is where I have realized that most people journey to when they want to run away from home. Also, coming here as an adult you age backwards, instead of the expected wrinkles, your face stays smooth, ice and blackhead free.
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Dear Diary, I made it to Noodle canal. The roads are made of pasta and anything related to pasta or spaghetti. There are these dwarfs they look very friendly, and the will make you believe that they are trying to help you but everyone that has journeyed to Noodle canal either stayed here or made it out dead. Noodle Canal is not what it seems. It is like an illusion, they make you feel welcomed but yet they are secretly planning your death. . There has been a goddess that has been with us through our whole journey Karen is the one that actually saw her. I caught I glimpse of her once but she was too quick for me, I never actually had a chance to get a good look at her. But from what I could tell, her presence definitely had an impact on everyone. She Radiated Power.
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Dear diary,
There is only the three of us left now. Karen, Elizabeth and I. Journeying here was definitely not easy. We have made it to Twerk Town, where all you see are ladies…well, not being ladies. The women here truly have no respect for themselves. They are always shaking. I am definitely growing tired of them. All I know is that if they were my children, they would
