If you get this, HELP. My name is Sia Meeze 

I was camping in the Catskills when my skis fell into a landslide. I will die and I am not just in any campsite, I am in the Catskill Mountains in November! And here it has snowed for 2 weeks straight. All in one day I get motion sick, lose my lunch, get a ski ticket, and  then this .

November 19, day 1:

Well, time to empty my pockets (actually my backpack's pockets) and see my loot.  Great news! I have an S.A.S. survival handbook. I also have a fishing pole and 7 blankets. I have a winter coat and a pocket knife, matches, a sleeping bag and a tent. Woo Hoo! This is great news. 

I could kiss whoever is reading this message! But it is time to sleep. By the way, I have a stuffed animal cat/BFF named Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz .

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Where was I?  Oh right, my FBBF (Furry Best Friend Forever) is named King Tut. SHE is also a GIRL. Some people think she shoud be named QUEEN Tut, but no one cares, world (sometimes I lie awake thinking about her.

November 20, day 2:

So, moving on, I have been studying the S.A.S. survival handbook. I learned that I don't have enough food. Little did I know the next day would be the climax of my life.     

Hint: We Are In The  Next Page!

I'm Totally A Mountain Lion

The breath. It all started with the  breath. Like a corpse rotting on a hot summer day. Then, a growl as deep as the ocean - a memory, a thousand images -  it was a mountain lion and it was right in front of me!

Here I Am!

November 21, Day 3:

The sight of the mighty lion was enough to make a grown man shriek! I heard an ear piercing screech, and realized it was my own! My life flashed before my eyes. "Look King Tut, it's your aunt," I stutter, horror filling my eyes. I barely manage to breathe. I try to run but can't. A cub, yes a cub, chases after a butterfly playfully.

I'm chill

The mother runs after her cub - NOT me! It totally saves my biscuits. I may never fully recover. This was truly the climax of my life, and despite my bone chilling experience I will       sleep now.

Good morning - AVALANCHE I run for cover,  gasping for breath and seeking a safe haven - behind a rock, behind a boulder - to wait. A glimpse of hate, an arrow through my heart, my beloved cat washed away by snow...by ice...by hate. 

November 22, Day 4: