Thursday, May 29, 2008
Diary of Dusty or Dusty's diary
I am so busted. This morning when I get up to read the paper guess what I see, a big trail of color in the water leading strait to my boat. I couldn’t believe what I saw. How did the waste become that color? At the time I had no idea. Then about 20 minutes later the police kick down my door and arrest me. They weren’t very polite when they shoved me in the police car. On the way to the police office I kept thinking, how could the waste become that color?
Then a day later I hear that my boat is on fire. On fire! I couldn’t believe it. Later on I hear it was only my son who got drunk and sput a lit cigarette that hit a fire work box. I was so mad at him. This is really bad because I just paid 10 grand to get it back in business. That Underwood must have done something to make sure my boat sank or make the waste a certain color. I hear he got so mad when he heard my boat was back in business he punched out 3 doors in his house. One thing is for sure correct, that underwood is crazy.
Flush Diary of Luno
Dear Dairy
Last night was weird. It started out as any other night and later it became a little strange. As all ways I carried the crates of wine and beer on to the boat except one box was heaver than usual. I didn't think I that mattered maybe there was going to be a big party on the boat or some other event that would require extra alcohol. So I carried everything on to the boat and then waled around the boat doing my nightly inspections. Everything looked fine. Next I tried to find Dusty, but it seemed that he was running a little late. About 20 minutes later i found dusty and gave him our progress report. After I explained to him that one box was heavier than the others and that the boat was ready to sail he turned around to go tell the captain that when the time was right we would set sail.
Later I noticed that there was an unusual amount of noise coming out of the womans bathroom. I didn't think that mattered either. A few hours passed and I didn't see or hear anything unusual. That is when that kid started to walk around. After that I head two other security guards yelling and I went to see what was the matter. The kid jumped in the water and swam away. I chased him only to get beat up by a old guy.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Diary of a poor bottle of food coloring.
When I was bought at the store with many others I was happy that I would eventually be turned in to an icing for cake or even a cup cake. As I heard the voices of other food dye speaking about how excited they were to be together with their friends as they became closer to their end. I thought to myself about the memories that I had at the store. Like the time a kid almost stole me or the time when that very nice old lady who didn’t smell very good came and talked to me. The store owner called her crazy and shushed her out side. I wasn’t very happy when I heard two employees talking about how I was 6 months past expiration date (whatever that meant) then, a day later this nice kid picked me up and took me with him.
It’s been a while since I have seen something else besides a big white sky that covers us all.
It’s been a few hours now and I have just woken up from my sleep. Wait, something is coming out of the sky. It picked me up. It took my cap off. Now it’s… oh no…squeezing me very hard… I can’t take it I have to… Okay here it goes. 1. 2. 3. (Squish) wow now I am falling in to, the cake mix. Good by cruel world.
(Flush)
1 down a lot more to go, is the last I heard.
Flush Diary of Abbey
Dear Diary
To day I pack my back for my night adventure. I am going to go down to the docks and film Dusty's men dumping the sewage In to the water. I know my family will wonder were I am but I have to do this other wise the whole town will think my dad Is crazy. I don't want my father to fallow Dusty's orders because we all know about what Dusty does and If we work hard we can bust him. I am going to take my fathers camera, and any thing else that I think can help me on my spy mission. I leave right after I think every one has fallen asleep. Gosh I am nervous, If I get caught with the camera that will make my family even more thought of as crazy.
Okay, now I am back at home after my spy mission. I was right my parents did worry about me, they took the car and searched the town for me. My mission was a success, at least I think It was. My family found me when they were driving home (after searching for me). I was standing In the middle of the road and they stopped right In front of me.
With the quality of the video tat I made, I think I have to go back and re film I
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Flush Diary Of Lice
I got a good deal from that kid. I mean writing a paper about something I saw for a 12 grand boat, that’s a pretty good deal. I am working on that paper now. It’s not too easy, I wish I could just get the boat first. I am gona go grab a beer…. Okay like I was saying I don’t want to do the paper it’s so much work. Oh wait someone’s at the door. Looks like he wants to talk to me…..
What am I get’n myself into. I know I need the cash from the boat but Dusty’s friend came over here and what he told me scared me half to death. I don’t want to leave Shelly but it has to happen. I need to disappear. I am gona try to find out more about this dumpin’ waste in to our ocean. Then I think am gona take any money I can find and get the heck out of Florida. I hope that kid, Noah, catches Dusty red handed and gets him thrown in jail. I don’t see why the coast guard can’t camp out next to his boat and watch him do it. Then they would throw him in jail.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Flush Diary Of Noah
Dear Diary
Summer is coming to an end and I hate to look at the calendar because it reminds me that school is coming. I am sick of that kid Jasper jr. at the shore he came up to me and said he was going to beat me up. Then his dad started to call for him then he had to go. I don't want to fight him but it’s probably going to happen. When my father’s trial comes I hope they will say he can go home without doing any jail time. If he has to do 6 months of jail time or more when he gets out me and my mom and my sister won’t be here. I am felling kida confidant that we will bust Dusty Mule man.
Now thinking that my dad is in his own little world I think my sister is right, it wouldn't hurt to much if he gets professional help. He told a reporter to go to our house and interview me about him and what he has done in this town. I didn't like the experience because I don’t like to talk about my dad when the subject is his actions that got him in jail.
