Dear diary,
We've moved near a cliff but we've still got some fiddlebong berries here. This is our last move and if he finds me here then I need to say bye to my very very best friends and jump off a cliff. Anyways I'm sure that won't happen. I also have nothing to write about but today is fiddlebong berry picking day and he will definitely come here as because this is the last spot I realised. Good bye my dear friends. And for all of this my dear diary. All that we've been through together. I will leave you in peace for everyone to watch you. Read you. Read my stories. I will decide that I will open this diary up to everyone.
Bye...
Signed: Snowy
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The Life Of A Goat
Non-FictionIt is basically a story of a goat and its diary. Like humans but goat form if that makes sense. Just read it and you'll understand!
