October 20, 1993

A scary house in my street.

My friends and I went to a party.  Everyone there dared us to go inside the house on the corner of Sycamore Street (I lived on the other end of that street then).  It was supposedly haunted.  We didn't think so.  So we took the challenge.  We went home and got our stuff.  Then we went over to the "Haunted House." I was the first one in.  My friend behind me fell through a trap door and was killed.  The house was very nice but worn down.  We passed a candle and I grabbed it.  Another friend got sliced in half.  I put my sleeping bag down and went to sleep.  In the morning I woke up and went home.  The kids at the party asked what happened to the other kids, and I said "I dunno!"  The next day that house blew up.

October 19, 1993

Darkness.  What is darkness?  Is darkness hatred or the devil?  Not necessarily, but if you say "Darkness" you do think of hate and the devil. But could mean a new beginning, but let's not think of it that way, now that Halloween is coming up. Darkness is scary.  Why do people get scared of darkness? As I see it, there are 2 different darkness's.
#1 Darkness could be be when the sun goes down it's dark. Darkness.
#2 Darkness could be a feeling.  A feeling of hatred, of the devil, an ugly feeling at that.

October 18, 1993

I hope it doesn't snow today.  That would really ruin my day. I hope Mr. W. can find a new box.  Hopefully R.C. Willey has some boxes for him.  I wonder if Mr. W. has a dog.  It would probably be the kind with real pokey hair or maybe a pig.  If he had a pig then he'd name him piggy. I wonder if Mr. W. likes orange or apple juice more.  Oh well that will just be a mystery.  I flew across the street with Bob.  Man is it fun!  Tomorrow I"m going to fly across the street.  You can see down on the clouds.  It is so fun dude.  Maybe I can fly around the street with Mr. W.  That would be fun.

October 12, 1993

Today I flew across the street. I feel so proud of myself for doing that.  When I grow up I want to be as funny as Mr. W.  Mr. W. surely is funny.  I like to be funny, so I can laugh and people can laugh with me. Laughing means that you're having a good time.  Mr. W. should make his own school called: W's School of Humor and Funniness.  The other day my brother saw Mr. W. at the video store.  I wonder if Mr. W. remembers seeing him.  Mr W. is the funniest guy I know.

October 7, 1993

Fish are cool. They swim real weird and make their mouth look weird by squishing the sides of the mouth together.  When I was little, I caught a big catfish (with no help at all).  The night I ate it for dinner.  Boy, was that yummy. I like to eat fish but I like chicken better.  I sure hope it rains today, or even snows.  Oh wait, that would mean Mr. W. would have to get a new cardboard box, and he would have to go to Salt Lake City and paint the zebras.  I wonder what color he paints them.  Is a zebra a white horse with black stripes or a black horse with white stripes.  Back to fish. No wait, time to go.

October 6, 1993

Mr. W.'s pictures of cake look very scrumptious, except for the one with the blue border, that one looks gross, but the other two look yummy. I wish I could eat those cakes.  I love chocolate cake, it's so good to eat.  That picture in the middle looks the best. I wish I could just grab it out of the picture and stuff it in my mouth, and eat it all without sharing with anyone.  I hope Mr. W.  brings a cake to school and let's me eat it.

October 4, 1993

Hey, I just got back from my vacation.  I went to Florida.  It was so much fun.  I first went to Disney World.  Then I went to MGM Studios.  Then I went to EPCOT.  Then I flew to Atlanta, Georgia to see my grandparents who are on a mission there.  I was going to go to see an Atlanta Falcons football game but I couldn't, so my dad got me tickets to the BYU vs Notre Dame game.  I also went to Stone Mountain, it's huge, once 20 people had luncheon on one of the guys shoulders.

September 21, 1993

Tomorrow, I'm going on a trip to Orlando, Florida.  I'm going by plane.  I"ll first go to Disney World, then MGM Studios then to the EPCOT Center. It's going to be really, really fun.  I'm going see my grandparents, who went to Georgia for a mission.  I might even see an NFL game.  I have a big bruise on my leg from football practice.  +Matthew Hassler kicked me (on accident). Now I can't play today.

September 16, 1993

Yesterday, my football team played a game against Canyon.  They were good, but not great.  They beat us by 2 points.  We almost won, but we weren't able to get back into the game when they were ahead.  The refs were messed up.  We had a 2 minute first quarter then a 10 minute 2nd quarter, then a 15 minute 3rd quarter.  At the game I saw one of my old teammates from my basketball team last year.  He played on the other team, Canyon. My favorite movie is The Fugitive.  It is so cool. Harrison Ford does the best acting, so does Tommy Lee Jones (the cop who tries to find The Fugitive)(Harrison Ford).  At the end they ride away in a purple car.

September 15, 1993

Something I could have lost but didn't

I lost a bracelet, it's white and round and I gave it to my mom and I still don't know where it is. I think Mr. W. took it and still has it and he won't give it back, 'cause he wants to give it to his mom.  I wish Mr. W.  would reconsider and give it back.  Wait, what if Mr. W. doesn't have it.  Oh no! I'm in big trouble.  What am I going to say to my mom.  That was her favorite bracelet.  Oh, I'm going to die! What am I going to do. I'll have to buy it again.  But I used all my money.  Oh well.

September 14, 1993

I have a watch.  I like it.  It tells the time and it makes you look cool..  Say it sarcastically: Mr W. doesn't wear a watch so he doesn't look as cool.  I don't like watches that have 100 page instruction books on how to use it and 50 buttons that half of them don't even do anything.  But my watch is cool.  I wonder if Mr. W. has a watch.  If he has a watch why doesn't he wear it?

September 9, 1993

Mr. W should teach a humor class.  He's so funny and weird.  He does weird things, like tells us he lives in a cardboard box in the state mental hospital.  He showed us his family pictures and it was a calendar with pictures of pigs.  The he calls people weird names.  While I was writing this he walked by me and hit my pencil and made me make a long line on the page.

September 8, 1993

Over the weekend I went bowling and I got 8 strikes and won a free game.  I also went to Chuck-a-rama, and pigged out on food.  When I got home I got ready for football.  I also had a party for my dad.  We watched movies and had fun.  On Sunday I went to church, came home and watched football.  Our family talked about our trip we were going on.  Monday I slept in and then went to the mall and bought some clothes.

September 2, 1993

The only time I got scared was when I got chased up the World Trade Center, by one thousand marines with two double-barrel machine guns each. I ran up the stairs to the roof .  When I got there I looked behind me, there they were, all one thousand of them.  I ran to the edge of the roof and then I felt a boom.  I fell off, and that's when I got scared, not of dying but of surviving and being in such pain.

August 31, 1993

I like football.  It is the best sport ever made! I'm on the Farrer football team.  It's hard work but it's fun. The 49ers are my favorite football team.  Football is fun; you get to get out all your anger by tackling and hitting the other team's players.  It also gives you glory when you score a touchdown or intercept the ball or even sacking the quarterback.  It's also fun watching football on T.V. or going to it.  Joe Montana used to be a great quarterback but now he's not very good now after his injury.

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August 30, 1993

Over the weekend I went to football practice. Then I came home and cleaned the house. After that I went shopping.  I went to the mall.  I didn't buy anything. I got home and my brother took me to Hardee's.  Sunday I went to Stake Conference.  That night I cleaned the house. Then I went to bed and listened to my tape that I bought.  Friday I went to Lagoon and had a fun time.

August 29, 1993

Time I got in trouble at school.

One time I got in trouble at school was when I beat up a kid. This is the story:
"Hey kid stop following me!", I said.
Then I walked around and talked with my friends.  I turned around and I saw the kid standing there. I shoved him, then he left.  After school he brought over his high school brothers.  I was about to get on the bus but they grabbed me and pulled me off.
"Why you be messin wiff our brudder?" they asked me.
"Hey man, I did nothing to your brother."
Then they started pushing.
The end.