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by Alien DNA


Day 7:
Well, it has been a wild week, and I reckon I haven't seen nothing yet. Jim and I have been floating down the old Mississippi, and each day brings something new and exciting.
Today, we passed by a small town, and I couldn't help but feel a bit restless. The sight of those people going about their daily lives made me wonder about the world beyond this river. But then I remembered why I'm on this adventure—to escape the constraints of society and find my own path.
Jim and I had a good old chat today. We talked about our families, our dreams, and all the things we aim to do once we're free. It's mighty nice to have someone like Jim to share these thoughts with. He has become more than just a runaway slave; he has become a true friend.
Day 8:
Today was an eventful day, that's for sure. We came across a wrecked steamboat, half sunk in the water. Jim and I decided to explore it, to see if there was anything of value left. We found some food, a bit of whiskey (Although I know I shouldn't be drinking that stuff), and even stumbled upon a couple of no-good thieves hiding in the wreckage. We gave them a good scare and sent them running for their lives. No thieves are going to mess with Huckleberry Finn!
Later in the day, we saw a storm brewing on the horizon. The thunder roared, and the rain came down hard. Jim and I had to take cover under some thick foliage along the riverbank. We huddled together, trying to stay dry and keep warm. It made me realize how much we rely on each other out here. It's just me and Jim against the world, facing whatever comes our way.
Day 9:
The storm finally passed, and the sun came out bright and warm today. It's days like this that make me appreciate the beauty of nature. The river sparkled in the sunlight, and the birds sang their sweet songs. Jim and I spent most of the day lazily drifting along, not a care in the world.
We spotted a small island and decided to take a break. We built a fire and cooked some fish we had caught earlier. The smell of the fish sizzling on the fire was mighty tempting. We shared stories and laughed until our bellies hurt. I can't remember the last time I felt this content.
As the sun began to set, we found a cozy spot to rest for the night. I lay on my back, staring up at the clear night sky, and felt a sense of peace wash over me. Life on the river may be unpredictable, but it's also full of freedom and adventure. I'm grateful for every moment of it.
Tomorrow is a new day, and who knows what it will bring. But one thing is for certain—I'll be right here, riding the waves with Jim, ready to face whatever comes our way.

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