Adventures of Crispin

As I listen to Bear's tales and stories of his life, I was wondering about my own life. My past and my present. In the past, I was almost dead, and was almost killed by John Ayecliffe. Cedar is no longer the boy who I used to know, and everyone who I cherished is now dead, which is only 3 people who cared for me in my lives. Okay maybe not my father, but my mother and Father Quinell were. Presently, I am now a slave for Bear. He is mad, I tell you. He sings. He laughs. He smiles.. Sometimes I wonder if I can do the same like he can. Sing, smile, and laugh in a comfortable, easy way where no one can punish or scream at you for it. I glanced at Bear and he seems to have fallen asleep. Oh why can't I sleep peacefully like that too? This is why I envy people. Watching them live life happily.  While my life 's worth is as low as a penny taken for a tax.
         Now that I think about it, if it weren't for him I wouldn't have eaten that fat rabbit. That was the most meat I have ever eaten in my life. Bear seems a little strange, but he doesn't seem that bad. Maybe I'll possibly stick with him for a while. That seems the most reasonable thing to do at t