Dear Diary
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.
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