After we had that horrible, wacky, chicken filled adventure with the Indians, we kept walking and came across a GIANT river. The Platte river. It was so big, I swear 700 of Robert Gagne could fit in it. We decided to build rafts and float the wagons on the river. But it took so long because Sophia took sssssooooo long to decide what to do. So, we spent a day or two building all the supplies we needed. Finally, we were ready. We got the raft in the water, and BAM! I swear I heard the song from Jaws. Dun dun....dun dun.....dun dun! Shark Attack!!
    Then I heard someone said, "Oh, your so cute and cuddly. Your a good shark, yes you are! I'm gonna name you Bertha, yes I am yes I am." Of course it was Nabili.
    "And, there goes your arm! That's gotta hurt. Too bad we traded all of our whiskey." Christine, aka me, said.
    "Don't worry, I stole it back." Kade Said "It was hard but I told the indians I was one of them!"
    "Yay!" Everyone yells!
    Then we finally got to land, and Nabili started crying because she would miss her shark friend, Bertha.
    "I will always remember you! Even though you bit off my arm, I know you were only playing!" We finally left.

    When we were walking on the trail we saw native americans and Robert Gagne went up to them and said "OOGA BOOGA LOOGA!"
    "You do know we speak english" said the head indian.
    "Why were you speaking cave man?" we all asked him. He took a metatation break instead of answering us. We went in a  hideout because there were hostel indians and they made us do the chicken dance. So we grabed our chickens and made them dance.
    "No you fools! you dance!" yelled the indians.
    So Robert Gange got on a chicken costome and the indians started to sing the chicken dace song. Then Robert Gagne started dancing with a big fat chicken that he named Mertle. Then an indian tries to shoots the chicken with an arrow but Robert Gagne wants to save the chicken and goes in his leg. tThe doctors fixed his legs and we traded all of our wiskey and fur plus 100 dollars with the indians. Then we end up on the border of Nebraska.
"Thank you!" the indians yelled
"blooga!" yelled Robert.

            Today we were going and we were walking and then somthing fell on us and it was flying squralis telporting from the sky and after that our faces were all scratched up. When everbody got back up from the flying squrils there were flying wort hogs charging at us and chasing us but we got away from them. Then cinderella's dwarfs came and unleashed wild monkeys that tried to get us to eat spinach. Night came along and along came a vampire that ate the monkeys.
         The next day An evil 3 headed giraffe came and summoned dead pigs to eat us, but then we got sticks to eat them.  A 500 headed, fire breathing bunny came and tried to slice hurt us. Then 200,000 flying vampire hamsters came and saved the day. The president of the army sent the U.S. navy SEALs, and burrowing worms at us and they chased us for a mile and then they arrested us. Then we dug holes in the jail cell to get out.
          It is dawn, and some sort of creature, it looked like a naked mole rats, and they served us crumpets and tea. Next morning a giant sand monster came and the flying wart hogs injured the monster and then tried to throw rocks at us but they epicly failed because the had no thumbs. The president came and ate the flying wart hogs. A wave of spiders came and shared stories about chickens.

SEAN and AIDAN.