I don’t know how far we got. We walked all day and most of the night too. Our packs are heavy, but that’s OK because Bobby and me are strong and can carry lots. They just make us slower, that’s all.
I’m not going to miss that smelly village anyway. All the people there are poo faces and mean and they can do their own dumb jobs. Me and Bobby are heading South. Going to where the big cities once were. We want to see the world. And we want to prove those Village Masters wrong about us.
We’re good boys, Bobby and me. We didn’t want anybody to get hurt like they said they would.
We’ll show them how tough and smart we are. And they don’t even need to banish us. We banished ourselves. So they can stick that in their poop holes.
Ha! Poop holes.