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Thursday, April 23, 1998
Author: Carissa Koo
Date of Writing: April 23, 1998
Location of Writing: Somewhere in Guangdong Province Southern China
Type of Writing: Cemented Headache
It’s like a jungle in here! I just don’t believe that all these annoying plants have grown all over me. I can’t stand them anymore. Don’t they ever leave me alone these days? I can’t wait until all the ingredients that are used to make cement (as I am a place to mix cement in) comes in. Then it will be boiling hot inside and it will kill all those plants that are clinging on to me like cement! There goes that vine again, complaining about how I want all those plants to burn away. Why couldn’t they stick to walls like most vines do? I’m sure the walls deserve it more than I do. Hmmm….here comes some tall blurry things going near me really fast on skinny stones. Maybe they can burn those plants down! I sure hope so…
Hey! Those tall things aren’t the things that usually make cement in me, they’re wearing red stuff on them with dark, tight, bark like things wrapped around the bottom part of them. The tall things are suddenly stopping, and now they’re getting off the skinny rocks. (Are those moving and skinny rocks anorexic? Don’t they know it’s not good for them?) Anyway, now they’re moving towards me with these rectangular rocks that have little circles on top of them and one large circle in the middle of them. The tall figures are pushing the round things and I’m getting a bright flash of light all around me. They’re going inside my door now, this isn’t very nice? I’m such a mess with all these plants around me, and they’re going to flash me? Oh look, they’re admiring my limestone, well of course, aren’t I a beauty? Wait a minute, where are you going? Stay here and flash me some more, I want to be in something like the Rock Geographic magazine someday!
"Looks like you’re not getting too much attention! Haha!" one of the little plants yelled. I want to earthquake them all one day! Hey, maybe today isn’t a bad day to do that, after all, all of the figures in Rock Geographic are ones who are heroes, and killing plants is very heroic. Watch out plants, here I come…
Authors: Coco Chan and Min Hong
Date of WritingWednesday April 23, 1998
Type of Writing: The Curse
The Curse
The day finally came, some kids from Hong Kong came and took pictures of us. There was this girl by the name of Coco, she told them that they were not supposed to, but this kid called Min Hong totally ignored the words. He had to suffer the consequences just like the rest of them!!!
Let’s now start with the suffering, Min Hong will get a broken wrist and fall into a puddle of mud in white clothes, 'cause he ignored our words!! Next on the list will be Christopher Lee, he will be hit by a motorcycle carelessly, and will get a simple scratch. Thirdly, let’s get the teacher…… Ms. Featherstone. She will be responsible for all this doing!! She will get her camera case wire stuck in her tire, and land on her head, but we’ll be nice and leave no harm on her head, but a big purple bruise on her butt!! And next on our list is Coco Chan, cause she warned them but she still took a picture of spiritual house she will get a bee sting on her foot and get a stomach ache. The next suffering will be Albert Lui he will get a few flat tires because he was with the group. Now, Carissa Koo took pictures of us at the village she will skid on gravel which will include Ms.Featherstone and Coco Chan!!!
Because Christopher Lee took about ten pictures of us Gods he will suffer the most but we will decide that tomorrow. And finally we get to lose our stress.
The End……….
Authors: Christopher Lee and Albert Lui
Date of the Writing: Wednesday April 23, 1998
Type of Writing: The Tire Incident
The Tire Incident
Well, today was another day of hard work. Fat Albert Lui came down from eating something (there was food all over his face, what a pig! It was black stuff, smelled interesting) and sat right on Mr. Seat, a seat which lives just upstairs. This started a terrible pain in my back, Albert must weigh at least 10000 tons!! Plus my brother, the wheel-in-front started crying. After a while he began to start crushing the Pedal twins under his massive weight. Albert is so dumb. Mr. Kickstand began scrapping against the floor. Albert got off Mr. Seat, and kicked Mr. Kickstand so hard! But, Mr. Kickstand didn’t move. Albert then kicked Mr. Kickstand really hard, and then Mr. Kickstand swooshed back. Then he began smashing the innocent pedal twins, and we were forced to move.
Life was really hard as a tire. Quite often different materials met my twin and me, sometimes there would be a whitish rocklike substance known as gravel under and all over me, other times it was a brownish soft substance that FAT ALBERT called dirt. It was really annoying, and I desperately demanded a bath, but I knew my relentless owner was a freak and would refuse my offer. My twin agreed with me totally, but knew it was hopeless.
Fat Albert is also a really bad driver. He kept on bashing my twin into stones and stuff. Luckily I didn’t suffer at all since I was at the back. Of course, there are times when I would get hit too. Now, today something very terrible happened to me. I don’t know whether Albert’s weight or the massive rock he bashed into caused it, but it was bad. He poked a hole into me and I sunk to the floor. He didn’t notice this hole and dragged me on and on. Finally he stopped and waited for more people to come. These other people were even fatter! Luckily they didn’t sit on Mr. Seat. You should have seen the Handle Brothers, they were wasted! Terribly bruised up. Until now, I hadn’t realized that Fat Albert had heavy hands too. What a clumsy ox! Anyway, they took me off the bike and put me here. I don’t know where I am, or where everyone else is, but I hope that Fat Albert died or something like that. My twin brother didn’t have any problems when I left him, but I hope he is okay now. As for Albert, I heard this nasty rumor from Mr. Bus Seat that he got bussed. Or he may have gotten another bike…but I don’t really care as long as his massive weight is not on me.
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