Dear Elianna, June ,7 ,1808
Today it was a bad day because when I was building, the wood broke in half and I got a big splinter.
Then my dad went to get more wood and he found really good wood that was nice and thick so it wouldn't break.
Then I heard someone screaming and I went to go find who it was. It was my dad screaming because he got bit by a black scorpion that was really poisonous. He fell on the ground and the wood had fire ants, so he got bit by fire ants too.
So I screamed for help and a guy came and he asked, "what's wrong?" and I said fire ants anda black scorpion bit my dad.
Luckily the guy had some medicine and my dad drank it. He was okay, so we let him rest for a little bit and while he was sleeping I worked on the cabin. Hope you got my letter.