In hiding (January)

January 20 1855

Dear diary
            We have been walking to our hiding spot for 4 days now. I am getting so tired!! Mama called me her little trooper for lasting this long. The hot days are when we rest, it is hard to sleep in such heat. We walk at night, Mama said it is safer, and at night we are harder to spot. We went over the drills if someone were to spot us. I would run fast, but not too far. Mama and Maga would hide, and I was told not to come out of my hiding spot until Mama came to get me. Maga can't last the whole time during the night, she sometimes sits in the wagon and Mama pulls her. I bet that the wagon gets pretty heavy with Maga and all the supplies in it. I can see the struggle on Mamas face as we walk up hills. Sometimes I offer to pull the wagon for her, she usually says no, but when she is really tired she hands it over to me no problem.  Well that's all for now.