My counselor says I have to write—
I threw up on my sweater.
I had the runs again last night,
my rash is getting better.
I accidentally scared a skunk,
a hornet stung my head.
I’m sleeping in a lower bunk,
my bunkmate wets the bed.

They had to shave off all my hair,
I’ve got a stomach cramp.
I don’t have any underwear,
my socks are mostly damp.
I fell out of another tree,
and here’s a bug I found.
I love it here. So long.
                      Love,
                      Me
P.S. I almost drowned.