Yesterday we went exploring in the scary old cave over by Old Man Whitaker's farm. He got mad and yelled at us for trespassing, but we managed to grab a neat gold arrowhead before we left.

Me and Ronnie and Cindy-Lou were out in the woods looking for more sticks for our nifty fort and you'll never guess what we saw! Go ahead, guess! Oh, right. Anyway, we saw a dead body. I poked it with a stick, and it turned over, and we all ran and ran. I guess we ought to call the cops, but I figure they'll find him eventually anyway.