I hope you realise that this means war

Today I woke up early to go and see Vasco. He was not where he usually was staying for the nights. I stared to look for him and his children, but I couldn’t find any of them right away. So I went to the place where he was cutting wood the day I met him, and there he was, cutting the village’s wood and keeping it for himself.

I yelled, “What do you think you are doing? That is the villages wood,” Vasco told me it was all of our wood, I assume he was talking about him and his family.

I started to get irritated and declared war on him, only because he was all alone. He agreed, but when he showed up, he was definitely not alone. At first he out numbered up but not by much, but when we got into the war there was thousands of men by his side. I don’t know they did it, but the men on my side fought for there lives and only two of them had it taken from them.

Vasco raised a white piece of fabric he called a flag, and the war was over. We shook hands and were friends again.