us. So, the plan is in effect, and we all know what we are to do. I will tell you about it later.
There is a true and sincere friendship between you and your friends.
Well said, cookie, well said.
Monday, April 11th, 2011
6:56 p.m.
Man, I Need Some Sleep!
At three in the morning, Jacob woke me by tapping a cold, uncooked hotdog on my face. What is his problem? Then, to make my waking experience even more enjoyable, he ate the thing. Does he ever stop eating? I put on all black so I wouldn’t be seen in the night and crept out of my house.
It was just barely sprinkling; not really enough to get you wet but enough to put a chill on your cheeks. Buzz was waiting for us, and he had the duct tape. Jacob had brought a stapler, to use as a last resort.
The world is calm and peaceful at three in the morning. No cars driving by dumping mud on you, no kids running around screaming for the ice cream truck to stop. The world had a special glow about it. Looking up at a street light with the darkness surrounding it, seeing the sprinkles of water glittering around the glowing light really placed my mind at peace. All the fighting and all the troubles in the world became pointless and obsolete. I wanted to stay frozen there at that point in time forever. But I knew the sun would come up, school would start, and that feeling would go away.
It went away sooner than expected. Jacob started complaining about how hungry he was, and I remembered we had a job to do. I see now why people run off and live in the mountains—they need the peace.
We arrived at Angela’s house. Looking around, we saw that all the lights were off, which usually means everyone is sleeping. We moved quickly, creeping to the front, trying to keep quiet. We taped the poster to the frame of the front door so that when Angela and her dad opened the front door to leave for school, they would be trapped in their house. They would swing the door open, and the big poster would be revealed like a great big, unexpected present. Luckily, their door swings inward instead of outward. If it swung outward, then this plan would be wrecked.
We finished the taping job and stood back to admire our handiwork. We were also admiring how wonderful our drawing was. That’s when we realized we did it wrong. We’re not supposed to be able to see the picture we made. When Angela and her dad open the door, they should be greeted with the invitation.
It took us a little longer to reverse our hard work and redo it, but I’m sure it was worth whatever the outcome is. I still can’t believe a few straight-B students taped the poster on backward. We went home and slept. I’m sure Jacob went home and ate his midnight snack and breakfast together.
School was scary and nerve racking. We didn’t know what to expect from Angela or the principal. All we knew was we were very, very nervous. We went the whole day of school and didn’t get a response from Angela or her old man. They acted like nothing happened. Did the poster fall off and blow away or something? Did all of our hard work that made us so proud get flushed down the toilet? On my way home, I swung by Angela’s to see if the poster was gone, and it was. So what happened, I don’t know, but I hope I find out soon because the suspense is killing me.
If you are in a hurry, you may never get there.
I just want Angela to hurry up and respond just to put my wondering mind out of its misery.
Wednesday, April 13th, 2011
5:45 p.m.
Nothing
Today I rode the bus to get more information from Hercules. Yes, he had some, along with more bad news. The general news is that Tim and Donald are planning a big, mean prank that will cause some damage. The bad news is that Hercules told them he wanted nothing to do with it, so they officially kicked out Hercules. It’s not like he participated in the other pranks but he knew what Donald and Tim were planning. This time, he doesn’t know what they’re planning because he’s
There is a true and sincere friendship between you and your friends.
Well said, cookie, well said.
Monday, April 11th, 2011
6:56 p.m.
Man, I Need Some Sleep!
At three in the morning, Jacob woke me by tapping a cold, uncooked hotdog on my face. What is his problem? Then, to make my waking experience even more enjoyable, he ate the thing. Does he ever stop eating? I put on all black so I wouldn’t be seen in the night and crept out of my house.
It was just barely sprinkling; not really enough to get you wet but enough to put a chill on your cheeks. Buzz was waiting for us, and he had the duct tape. Jacob had brought a stapler, to use as a last resort.
The world is calm and peaceful at three in the morning. No cars driving by dumping mud on you, no kids running around screaming for the ice cream truck to stop. The world had a special glow about it. Looking up at a street light with the darkness surrounding it, seeing the sprinkles of water glittering around the glowing light really placed my mind at peace. All the fighting and all the troubles in the world became pointless and obsolete. I wanted to stay frozen there at that point in time forever. But I knew the sun would come up, school would start, and that feeling would go away.
It went away sooner than expected. Jacob started complaining about how hungry he was, and I remembered we had a job to do. I see now why people run off and live in the mountains—they need the peace.
We arrived at Angela’s house. Looking around, we saw that all the lights were off, which usually means everyone is sleeping. We moved quickly, creeping to the front, trying to keep quiet. We taped the poster to the frame of the front door so that when Angela and her dad opened the front door to leave for school, they would be trapped in their house. They would swing the door open, and the big poster would be revealed like a great big, unexpected present. Luckily, their door swings inward instead of outward. If it swung outward, then this plan would be wrecked.
We finished the taping job and stood back to admire our handiwork. We were also admiring how wonderful our drawing was. That’s when we realized we did it wrong. We’re not supposed to be able to see the picture we made. When Angela and her dad open the door, they should be greeted with the invitation.
It took us a little longer to reverse our hard work and redo it, but I’m sure it was worth whatever the outcome is. I still can’t believe a few straight-B students taped the poster on backward. We went home and slept. I’m sure Jacob went home and ate his midnight snack and breakfast together.
School was scary and nerve racking. We didn’t know what to expect from Angela or the principal. All we knew was we were very, very nervous. We went the whole day of school and didn’t get a response from Angela or her old man. They acted like nothing happened. Did the poster fall off and blow away or something? Did all of our hard work that made us so proud get flushed down the toilet? On my way home, I swung by Angela’s to see if the poster was gone, and it was. So what happened, I don’t know, but I hope I find out soon because the suspense is killing me.
If you are in a hurry, you may never get there.
I just want Angela to hurry up and respond just to put my wondering mind out of its misery.
Wednesday, April 13th, 2011
5:45 p.m.
Nothing
Today I rode the bus to get more information from Hercules. Yes, he had some, along with more bad news. The general news is that Tim and Donald are planning a big, mean prank that will cause some damage. The bad news is that Hercules told them he wanted nothing to do with it, so they officially kicked out Hercules. It’s not like he participated in the other pranks but he knew what Donald and Tim were planning. This time, he doesn’t know what they’re planning because he’s
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