It was a warm July of 2013 morning in rural Calico Rock, Arkansas and Old McDonald has just woken up to feed his pigs.

When Suddenly he heard a truck drive up the driveway. But this wasn’t a normal pickup-truck, this was smaller and black.

Soon trucks were coming from the woods. The trucks were circling him now and there was nothing he could do about it.

Then, all of the cars stopped, a man came out of one of the trucks and said, ““Stan Smith, CIA Director and officer.”  “Do you know why we are here?” He loudly asked.

“N-no,” McDonald said quiet and frightened. “We are here because you are stealing crops from other farmers! Despicable,” He said in disgust.

“No I didn’t. I swear.” “Oh really, then how do you explain this!” He screamed as he pulled out a security camera.

“A good friend of mine is a farmer and he just happens to have a security at his farm,” he said with a smug grin stretching across his face. He showed the video to McDonald 

“I don’t know what this is. There is someone there but it is not me!” McDonald yelled. “What are you going to do?”

“We’re just going to take your farm away and force you to live on the streets. So, nothing that bad,” Stan exclaimed with a smile on his face. “You have thirty days to move out,” Stan said as his grin was erased from his face.

“I have to find a way to get my farm back,” McDonald thought as The men soon left the farm.

Five Days

Later

Five days have gone by since the CIA has come to McDonald’s farm. McDonald has been thinking of ways to get it back and because of that, he has only had two hours of sleep. Then he got the great idea

“I’m going to go to the CIA and hack the computer and unframe me. My plan is to sneak in while under a truck, then beat up an agent and steal his uniform. After that, I will walk up to Director Stan Smith’s office and knock him out and hack the computer then leave.”

After he thought of his plan he wanted to sleep for five days straight so that he could have as much energy as possible but instead he slept for twenty-four days which meant that today was the last day to break in so he hurried and left his farm.

As he ran he saw a CIA truck come so he hurried and jumped underneath the truck.

The truck had been driving for hours with Old McDonald under before it had finally come to a stop. They were finally at the CIA. What he didn’t plan on was that the guards to search the entire truck. So with that knowledge, he made a run for it. That didn’t end up well for Old McDonald.

He was taken to a prison cell. The prison cell was cold and dark. The only way you could see was the small holes in the wall where previous prisoners tried to escape.