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Tuesday, October 17, 2006
My Life Is A Diary (part 7 : is it her, or was i'm a criminal for hundred years?)
Time to sleep 09.00 PM…
“ what am I gonna do? I’m failed to do everything. Oh God, give me chance to tell the facts.” Nick says. “ hey Nick, its time for bed. Tomorrow you will be go to school.” Mom says. Nick didn’t say anything. Then mom go to the living room. “ hey Honey, what’s wrong?” “ nothing mom, it just a little bit prob in school.” “ tell me, what is it?” “ just small prob mom, I can handle it.” “ no, I’m sure you had a prob more than little bit. Looks like your sick.” “ no mom, I’m not sick. I’m just…. Sick to thinking that problem.” “ so, tell me about it. Don’t worry.” “ well mom, this house has a lot of secrets and you must know. This house its old, freaky, and scary. 2 days ago, we had an anniversary in here and when you told me to took the chairs from the storage, there is another door. And that door is Wilson’s room.” “ Wilson? Is a man or woman?” “ it’s a man. He died in 1756. He’s a writer for the diary. He got the trophy awards for the best writer the diary. And he was killed with William.” “ Nick, you dreaming right?” “ no mom, I’m not dreaming, I tell you the truth please trust me mom, no one can trust me about this except Jessica. She can believe me. Please mom.” “ but Nick, how did you know all about that happen?” “ I know from his diary I founded in the storage too. I red that all pages and I saved it in the box but its gone right now. And about the all stuffs that me and Jessica found in another door, its gone. My plan is, I want that all stuffs back, and the diary. I wanna bring and give to the museum and tell all the facts about Wilson.” “ Wilson… I think I know his name. he’s a hero right?” “ maybe. his house in here.” What? How did you know?” “ yesterday school has a field trip went to the museum, and Wilson Vary is in there. I saw the address 7th avenue street, CA San Francisco. That address is our house.” “ what? Yeah its our address. O brother I confused you said that to me.” “ but its true mom, I cant believe that too when I heard that.” “ ok, Wilson.. I mean, Nick.. its time for bed, tomorrow we talk about that later ok!?” “ ok. Thanks mom.”
“ Fuzzy, you wanna help me to writing the articles the facts about Wilson Vary? And the liar about NICK?” Francisca says. “ ok, not a problem. I’m sure I can do and its gonna be surprise for him!!” Fuzzy says. “ ok, now what do you wanna write?” “ hmmm…”
they wrote the articles like THIS :
Thursday, September 25th 2006
Tuesday(09/23), a man named Nick Collins 20 years old has been lying to everyone. He had a facts of Wilson Vary and he said he got all stuffs and the diary in his house. Actually, the fact is Francisca John (16 years old) has all stuffs and the diary of Wilson Vary. Accidently in her storage. She said she don’t know why, and she wanna give all stuffs and diary to the museum. “ Nick will be in jail 4 days to go” said the police.
All articles goes around in school, television, newspaper, internet, etc.. all peoples knows about this.
Break Time 09.00 AM
“ yes, we did it!” Francisca says. “ yeah, we are awesome!!!” Fuzzy says.
When Nick and Jessica see the articles on the wall….
“ what? I cant believe this(Nick goes home run immediately)” Nick says. “ Nick-Nick……(she shout)” Jessica says. Jessica run goes to Nick.. and.. “ Nick, I know your right. Your right.” “ just leave me alone!!” “ but wait, your feeling was right. And I’m sorry if I cant help you perfectly. Really, I’m sorry. You wanna forgive me?” “ shut up your mouth, your not forgiven yet.” “ what? Nick, listen to me.. I’m apologize to you. I was wrong really. For this time I will help you perfectly and find the truth. Okay?” “ are you sure you can do this? I think I can handle it by myself.” “ but wait, your not go to the jail 4 days to go, right?” “ I’m sure I must go there. Leave me alone Jessica!!!” “ Nick-NICK….I’M SORRY!!!”
4 days to go…
“ Nick, its time for school..” mom says. “ no mom, I’m sick.” Nick says. “ Nick, what’s wrong? Are you ill?” “ kind of, I cant go for school today maybe mom.” TOK-TOK. Someone has knock the door. “who’s that?” “ I open it.” When mom open the door…
“ excuse me, is this Nick’s house?” police 1 says. “ yea, are you looking at him?” “ yes. Where’s he? We’ve got asking a questions to find the truth.” “ find the truth? What do you mean?” “ we’ve got an article and the title is the guy was wrong to finds the fact.” “ the guy?” yea, and his named is Nick Collins, Unnamed College University and he’s address in 99th avenue street of Barbara, San Francisco.” Police 2 says “ what? That’s not Nick’s address or maybe even my address!! You’re lied to me right? That’s not my address!!!” “ but now he must bring to the jail. Because he lied to everyone….I mean, he ever lied and didn’t bring the facts of Wilson Vary.” “ Wilson Vary? He was lived in here long time ago..” “ no, he was lived in 7th avenue street, San Francisco.” “ 7th avenue street? That’s my house! That address is in here. You’re looking at it!” “ no mum, 7th avenue street is go straight on from here.” “ what? That’s lie! Who made this articles?” “ ok now, where’s Nick?” “ he’s sick, he’s in rest right now!!” “ mom wait,(Nick comes to mom..) I will be in jail today. That’s all my own fault. I was… wrong and…didn’t give the facts of Wilson Vary.” Nick says. “ but Nick, you said yesterday that Wilson Vary live in here long time ago and you’ve got his diary and you keep it in the box and…” “ mom, I’ve so many mistakes. I don’t know what am I gonna do next?” “ don’t do this police, please… don’t let Nick go… how can I live without my son? You’re so fired!!” “ I’m sorry mom…” “ Nick..Nick…!!!”
“ what am I gonna do? I’m failed to do everything. Oh God, give me chance to tell the facts.” Nick says. “ hey Nick, its time for bed. Tomorrow you will be go to school.” Mom says. Nick didn’t say anything. Then mom go to the living room. “ hey Honey, what’s wrong?” “ nothing mom, it just a little bit prob in school.” “ tell me, what is it?” “ just small prob mom, I can handle it.” “ no, I’m sure you had a prob more than little bit. Looks like your sick.” “ no mom, I’m not sick. I’m just…. Sick to thinking that problem.” “ so, tell me about it. Don’t worry.” “ well mom, this house has a lot of secrets and you must know. This house its old, freaky, and scary. 2 days ago, we had an anniversary in here and when you told me to took the chairs from the storage, there is another door. And that door is Wilson’s room.” “ Wilson? Is a man or woman?” “ it’s a man. He died in 1756. He’s a writer for the diary. He got the trophy awards for the best writer the diary. And he was killed with William.” “ Nick, you dreaming right?” “ no mom, I’m not dreaming, I tell you the truth please trust me mom, no one can trust me about this except Jessica. She can believe me. Please mom.” “ but Nick, how did you know all about that happen?” “ I know from his diary I founded in the storage too. I red that all pages and I saved it in the box but its gone right now. And about the all stuffs that me and Jessica found in another door, its gone. My plan is, I want that all stuffs back, and the diary. I wanna bring and give to the museum and tell all the facts about Wilson.” “ Wilson… I think I know his name. he’s a hero right?” “ maybe. his house in here.” What? How did you know?” “ yesterday school has a field trip went to the museum, and Wilson Vary is in there. I saw the address 7th avenue street, CA San Francisco. That address is our house.” “ what? Yeah its our address. O brother I confused you said that to me.” “ but its true mom, I cant believe that too when I heard that.” “ ok, Wilson.. I mean, Nick.. its time for bed, tomorrow we talk about that later ok!?” “ ok. Thanks mom.”
“ Fuzzy, you wanna help me to writing the articles the facts about Wilson Vary? And the liar about NICK?” Francisca says. “ ok, not a problem. I’m sure I can do and its gonna be surprise for him!!” Fuzzy says. “ ok, now what do you wanna write?” “ hmmm…”
they wrote the articles like THIS :
Thursday, September 25th 2006
Tuesday(09/23), a man named Nick Collins 20 years old has been lying to everyone. He had a facts of Wilson Vary and he said he got all stuffs and the diary in his house. Actually, the fact is Francisca John (16 years old) has all stuffs and the diary of Wilson Vary. Accidently in her storage. She said she don’t know why, and she wanna give all stuffs and diary to the museum. “ Nick will be in jail 4 days to go” said the police.
All articles goes around in school, television, newspaper, internet, etc.. all peoples knows about this.
Break Time 09.00 AM
“ yes, we did it!” Francisca says. “ yeah, we are awesome!!!” Fuzzy says.
When Nick and Jessica see the articles on the wall….
“ what? I cant believe this(Nick goes home run immediately)” Nick says. “ Nick-Nick……(she shout)” Jessica says. Jessica run goes to Nick.. and.. “ Nick, I know your right. Your right.” “ just leave me alone!!” “ but wait, your feeling was right. And I’m sorry if I cant help you perfectly. Really, I’m sorry. You wanna forgive me?” “ shut up your mouth, your not forgiven yet.” “ what? Nick, listen to me.. I’m apologize to you. I was wrong really. For this time I will help you perfectly and find the truth. Okay?” “ are you sure you can do this? I think I can handle it by myself.” “ but wait, your not go to the jail 4 days to go, right?” “ I’m sure I must go there. Leave me alone Jessica!!!” “ Nick-NICK….I’M SORRY!!!”
4 days to go…
“ Nick, its time for school..” mom says. “ no mom, I’m sick.” Nick says. “ Nick, what’s wrong? Are you ill?” “ kind of, I cant go for school today maybe mom.” TOK-TOK. Someone has knock the door. “who’s that?” “ I open it.” When mom open the door…
“ excuse me, is this Nick’s house?” police 1 says. “ yea, are you looking at him?” “ yes. Where’s he? We’ve got asking a questions to find the truth.” “ find the truth? What do you mean?” “ we’ve got an article and the title is the guy was wrong to finds the fact.” “ the guy?” yea, and his named is Nick Collins, Unnamed College University and he’s address in 99th avenue street of Barbara, San Francisco.” Police 2 says “ what? That’s not Nick’s address or maybe even my address!! You’re lied to me right? That’s not my address!!!” “ but now he must bring to the jail. Because he lied to everyone….I mean, he ever lied and didn’t bring the facts of Wilson Vary.” “ Wilson Vary? He was lived in here long time ago..” “ no, he was lived in 7th avenue street, San Francisco.” “ 7th avenue street? That’s my house! That address is in here. You’re looking at it!” “ no mum, 7th avenue street is go straight on from here.” “ what? That’s lie! Who made this articles?” “ ok now, where’s Nick?” “ he’s sick, he’s in rest right now!!” “ mom wait,(Nick comes to mom..) I will be in jail today. That’s all my own fault. I was… wrong and…didn’t give the facts of Wilson Vary.” Nick says. “ but Nick, you said yesterday that Wilson Vary live in here long time ago and you’ve got his diary and you keep it in the box and…” “ mom, I’ve so many mistakes. I don’t know what am I gonna do next?” “ don’t do this police, please… don’t let Nick go… how can I live without my son? You’re so fired!!” “ I’m sorry mom…” “ Nick..Nick…!!!”
Labels: My Life Is A Diary
1 Comments:
Misz E said...
AWESOME!!!