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Dear Journal,

Today as Micah, Mercy, Bethany, and I sat on the floor in my room; the subject of the time-machine came up. “Where should we go today?” asked Bethany. “Oh, maybe to the time of Gutzon,” I said jokingly. “Oh, Patience, get your mind off that guy,” Bethany said. “I don’t think so,” Mercy said. “No,” Micah said. “I think we should go to the time of Daniel.” “Oh, please not Daniel.” Mercy complained. “I told you when we went to Jesus’ death that I didn’t like violence.” “So?” Micah said. “We could go to where he gets captured. That would be even more violent.” “Okay,” I said. “We could go to where he gets thrown into the lion’s den. It wouldn’t be that bad.” Mercy finally gave in, and we headed to Daniel. The first thing we saw was men running into the palace. We followed to see where they were headed .Right into the king’s court we followed them. “Your majesty, we have come to tell you that your servant, Daniel, prayed-to God.” The one man said. “Yes, he acted if he didn’t care at all.” The other ones said. “Who? Daniel? He prayed?” The king was shocked. “That couldn’t be! But Daniel is a good ser…” “I’m sorry, you majesty. Daniel needs to be thrown into the lions den.” I shook with fear at the two last words the man said: LIONS DEN. I could tell that I wasn’t the only one frightened by those words, for the king was also shaking. “You have sealed it with your ring. He must be thrown in with the lions.” The one man growled. “He goes in tonight.” All of the men shook with laughter as the exited the room. I looked over at Mercy who looked white and had a furious look on her face. Micah dashed after the men shouting, “You can’t do that! You can’t because the king doesn’t want to get rid of Daniel. The king loves Daniel. So there.” “Micah,” I said. “Maybe we should go someplace else, don’t you think?” “Yea, maybe this wasn’t a good idea.” Mercy chimed in. “No! I will stay here until they decide to let good, old Daniel go free. We stayed around until a sad king let poor Daniel get taken away. We followed as quickly as possible, but the soldiers were too far ahead of us, so we couldn’t catch up. Mercy and I walked slowly after the soldiers, but Bethany and Micah ran almost as fast as they could. “Where do you think they’re going?” Mercy asked. “To the lion’s den.” I said. “Why?” Mercy asked. We all knew the answer but it was so hard to accept. Mercy and I ran up to Micah and Bethany. “They can’t do that!” Micah yelled. “Micah,” I said. “You know Daniel will be alright!” “Oh, yeah,” Micah remembered. “I guess those guys made me pretty mad.” We saw the evil men throw Daniel into the lions’ den. The guards left the and we scampered to the den. We stayed there until morning. We saw the king running from the palace. He ran straight for us. He called out to Daniel, “Daniel, Daniel, did your God protect you from the lions?” “Yes, oh, King. God sent an angel to close the mouths of the lions.” Later that day Daniel was taken out of the den and the three men were thrown into the den instead. I couldn’t watch them go in. I noticed that Mercy couldn’t either. Later we watched Daniel meet with the king like he normally did. After that we typed in home, and away we went- to our home!