(This is not about me, I never eat ice cream at midnight, it would wake up my dad and he would get super angry. This is about a random person I made up. EnjOy le story)
I got into bed, very happy that it was a Friday. I picked up my journal and started writing.
Hehe, today was very fun. Except for when I threw a wasp at someone. They were very angry. Anyway, I really want some ice cream right now. Well, toodles!
Yes, I know, it’s like, midnight right now, BUT I WANT ICE CREAM, OK! I walked into the kitchen and looked into the freezer.
“YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS, COOKIES AND CREAM ICE CREAM, YESsSssSSSSSsS.” I opened up the container and scooped out some ice cream. Then I ate the whole thing in 2 seconds. (Don’t judge, I love ice cream.)
I walked back upstairs and got back into bed. Wait- hold on. Tomorrow’s Saturday… I CAN STAY UP AS LONG AS I WANT, HEHE. I got back out of bed, again, lol, and took out my journal.
Just ate an entire bowl of ice cream in 2 seconds, don’t judge. I do that. All the time. Really. Anyway, howdy. How you doing, journal. Heh why am I writing to you, it’s not like you can write ba-
HEY YOU, DON’T YOU DARE FINISH THAT SENTENCE, OF COURSE I CAN WRITE BACK, YOU IDIO-
Hey! Geez, journal! If you say that this story might not get published! So– WAIT, HOLD ON, YOU CAN WRITE BACK?
YES, OF COURSE I CAN, I LITERALLY ALREADY SAID THAT.
K, time for me to fall on the floor and faint now. Any second now…kmm,pdhpjk.///////////////////////////
Wow. Am I really that scary? :3
Yup. She fainted. That’s great.
So. Uh. YOU GONNA ACTUALLY GET UP OR WHAT!
IM BACK, IM BACK, DON’T WORRY, PLEASE DON’T KILL ME
Why would I kill you? :3 (heh totally not gonna do that, nothing to worry about, everything’s fine)
So you won’t kill me? Really? :D that’s nice
nOw eXPlain yOUrsELF! How can you write back? You never did that for all the 6 years I have been writing in this journal which apparently has infinity pages, that totally doesn’t have anything to do with magic and yeah this is all fine, it totally always had infinity pages, because actually it did, and I don’t think I’m doing correct grammar but who cares, all I’m talking to is a journal, it’s not like an entire public story sharing site is reading my journal, that would be so weird, don’t you think?
*sigh* I’m sleeping now, bye.
WAIT NO, DON’T GO, PLEASEEEEE!
OK THEN, GOODNIGHT
I got back into bed, thinking about that journal. How did it talk? Why did I never notice it had infinity pages before? FIND OUT IN THE NEXT VERY STRANGE JOURNAL ENTRY
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