Time: 7:00PM
Address: FartTown, Democratic Republic of Jimbob
Dear diary,
Is it normal for individuals to suddenly explode? I had a friend yesterday who liked eating rules for lunch. Then, all of a sudden, he explodes?
Hm. People aren't supposed to explode when they munch on rules, right diary? Gosh. I must be out of my mind. And hey. Speaking of minds, I wonder when mine will explode too.
Hm. People aren't supposed to explode when they munch on rules, right diary? Gosh. I must be out of my mind. And hey. Speaking of minds, I wonder when mine will explode too.
I don't want to explode. Really. That would suck. Right diary? You're still there, right?
Love,
......?
Love,
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I forgot my name, diary.
DAY 2
Date: 7-9-2012
Time: 5:00am
Address: I forgot, diary?
Dear Diary,
When I explode just like friend did, I wonder if I will explode happy. You know, diary, since you're my only friend left, I would seriously not like it very much if you were to explode too! After all, you would never leave me like friend did, right diary?
Jee wizz. Golly, I like my diary. I wonder if my diary likes me back. That would be very fun. I would like that, because right now, things aren't being very fun for me.
Jee wizz. Golly, I like my diary. I wonder if my diary likes me back. That would be very fun. I would like that, because right now, things aren't being very fun for me.
I'm very sorry, though, diary. I might not see you tomorrow, no matter how much I like you. I think I will not have enough time.
I wonder why. Is it because I'm hungry? I wonder if rulers are edible.
Love,
Your best friend
DAY 4
Date: 9-9-2012
Time: 6:00pm
Address: Paratown, Democratic Republic of Jimbob
Dear diary,
Was leaving home a good thing to do? I really do miss my fun. I wonder if home was fun. Are you having fun, diary? I love fun. I wonder if you like fun too.
My friend loved fun. We used to do all sorts of fun things together. Maybe one day Diary, you and me will have lots and lots of fun! That sounds so fun!
I wonder if that day will come. But I always spend my days wondering. I ran away yesterday. I left to this neat place. I asked the locals.
They spit on me.
The locals spit on me, diary. I wanted to spit back. But my friend would have never spit back. So I stepped back. And I looked back. I knew that I would never be back. So I wandered back, where I found this cozy little bridge where we can stay forever!
We could stay forever, diary!!
Love,
We could stay forever, diary!!
Love,
Your best friend
DAY 5
Date: 10-9-2012
Address: Paratown, Democratic Republic of Jumbob
Time: 12:59pm
Dear diary,
I feel like I'm forgetting something. Actually, I'm starting to forget a lot of things. But don't worry, diary, I'd never forget you.
After all, we're best friends.
I was so hungry. I wanted to eat some bread. Home had bread. But home's bread was bitter. And salty. It was yeast! Back when I had fun and studied, I learnt about it back in school.
But the bitter yeast wasn't of the bread. It was this stinky juice's yeast instead. Yuck! My mean friends back home would accidentally rub the yucky yellow juice in the bread! So gross, right diary?
I tried to get some food. But the vendor chased me away with a stick. I wanted to run. But my legs shook. Then, I collapsed. I wonder how.
Thankfully, the vendor exploded in wide sparkly confetti!! Oh, how colourful it was! He never hit me again!
It was such a glamorous sight (I learnt the word back when I used to have fun!)! But I wonder, diary, why do people explode so often?
It's as if I don't want to see them explode. Would I want that?
It's as if I don't want to see them explode. Would I want that?
My memory gets worse, too.
Love,
Your best friend
[second part coming out soon. sorry for the abrupt end. schoolwork cuts a huge portion of my time and im still trying to squeeze in time to continue stuff like this. dont worry. it'll come out in this week!]
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