Dear diary,

  I'm still in the pink giant's lawn.

  Travelling as a tiny person is a nightmare. Also, I might have set an ant hill on fire, accidentally. I had no choice really. I fell down into one of their entrances and kinda over reacted.

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  I basically blew the ant hill apart and sent burning ant corpses everywhere. And I might have also set a patch of lawn on fire. Now I'm running away from the ants and hiding from the pink giant. She doesn't look happy about her burn lawn. And the ants, they—

  They have murder in their eyes.

  I really need a better mode of transportation.

  Love,

  Tina