Still Not Safe

It has been a few weeks since I had to go to my hiding place, but I was able to sneak out a couple of times to grab more food and water, while the MLPs went to other houses to look for people. I have been writing in my journal non stop, because it keeps me from going stir crazy, behind all these boxes.
I know that they aren't done searching yet, but I knew that I would be safe in my hiding place. It is virtually impossible to detect anyone in this sea of boxes.
There was a lot of talking and squawking amongst the MLPs, and their squawk boxes. I heard one of them saying something about how stupid these Americans are for trying to survive on their own, rather than go peacefully with them to areas, which will make them productive again, with rewards of food, clothes, and shelter, as long as they comply.
I am not one, who is willing to give up my freedom, no matter how much I need to hide myself away, just so that I can remain free, outside of their fenced in areas, that we are suppose to accept, and call home.
I do know one thing for sure .... I am getting tired of sponge baths, but for now, there is no other way.
Until next time, my pretty's, STAY FREE, AND ALWAYS STAY IN CONTROL OF YOUR OWN LIFE .....