July 17, 2016.

Dear Mom and Dad.

We're going to have to make a move soon. I want to wait and see if the fighting moves away from us again. We ran out of food last night, and we're down to the last half a bottle of water. We must both be a mess, we're going to look terrible when we get home! God, I'd do anything for a good meal and a nice hot shower. We probably stink.

Dear Andy.

Yes, I know you're going to read this at some point, so first of all, keep your paws and nose out of my stuff!

Second, I know we've been fighting so much lately, but I love you. If anything happens to me, I want you to know that.

Dear Lauren.

I stole your diary.

I love you too.