Dear Diary,
    I'm glad not to be hiding any more. To walk around and stretch my legs beats being all scrunched up in a ball.
   I haven't reported to the captain about Agent X yet. I'm sure to get a beating if I don't tell soon. I get scared when Mr.X is playing with his gun; he grins a evil grin when I pass by. Do you think that Agent X told him about me being the stowaway that he knocked a barrel of rats onto? I hope not!
   There goes another rat—better go get it. Oh, now I don't have to—Sammy the cat just got it.
   "Good Sammy. Yes, Good Sammy".
    I have collected two dozen rats so far.
   There's Lucky. "Hi Lucky."
    You can think that I'm out of my mind, but I'm not.
   Here come Mr.X and Agent X double trouble—better go tell Aliaranel that she better hide quick.    

                     
Mary Grace Brown