Rock Journal (I had to pretend to be a rock)
April 21: I have been having the worst day ever! I was sitting contently with my fellow polished stones, when we were scattered and separated from each other! Then this freaky thing came over, picked me up, dropped me a couple of times (which really hurt), and then stuffed me into a cramped space.
When I finally got out got some fresh air, I met up with Kellys polished stone. This stone is smokin hot! Her smooth pale yellow curves, and that shiny polished skin
she was just yum! But then we got it on, and five seconds later, she says shes pregnant with my pebble! I think shes a tramp, however, so Im going to get a paternity test before Ill pay for any pebble support. I heard from Texs twin stones that she gets around.
So my day was rather crappy
the only good thing was that hot five seconds
woo!
April 23: I was stuck in a pocket for most of the day. It was pretty boring, but during the things calculus class, it was
different. This poofy-haired thing stole me from the original thing. He drew on me, and it tickled. As I went into this pencil holder, a crane-shaped piece of paper made by the poofy-haired thing joined me. We talked for a while, until the thing took me out again, and another thing drew on me! Hopefully it is not permanent. It ruins my sexy physique. I was getting rather annoyed. Good thing the thing took me away after a while, otherwise I would have opened a can of whoop ass on something! Possibly that crane
it was looking rather suspicious.
I was back in the pocket, but it was more interesting because I could hear what a group of things were doing. Going to the movies, then dropping things off and picking things up and going to London at 2 oclock in the morning. All the while I was in the pocket. Through the loud noises, stealing of a shopping cart, and then at 4 oclock the things were finally quiet enough for me to sleep.
April 24: Early morning after a late night. The thing put me on her bed stand at 7:30 in the morning. I sat there for a while, missing my fellow stones and the place we called home. But mostly I missed talking with them and hearing about what they saw from within the clear plastic walls of our sanctuary. There on the bed post I remained all day, just thinking.
April 26: The thing didnt forget me today. Back into the pencil holder I went. Nothing really exciting today. I watched while the things worked on their sculptures. Then at the last class the thing had, I met up with a little silver frog named Bruce. He is also a captive of the thing, getting drawn on with non-permanent stuff. He plans for an escape soon, back to his home on a desk. Ill have to wait for further plans.
April 28: We tried our escape today. We laid still until the thing took us out. Then we tried to roll away in order to make a run for it, but we were seen and placed back into the neon green prison that is now oh so familiar. I dont know how long Bruce has been here, but he seems to now accept the fact that we may be stuck here forever under the things ruling. Maybe if I open the white out bottle and inhale the fumes I can escape by going into the next life. I dont know right now.
April 30: Another boring day in my plastic prison. Bruce does keep me company, but he gets annoying. I think all those great adventures hes had are false. He says that he was out of here at one point, but he doesnt give many details. He is very suspicious. I think he and the crane are plotting something against me. Further details later.
May 3: I was awoken from my slumber to see Bruce and the crane standing over me. I was frightened and backed into a corner. Then they pulled something out from behind their backs. I screamed as their arms encircled me. But then I realized that they werent hurting me, they were hugging me! They knew I was feeling down and they wanted me to feel better. We talked and became friends. This day was best of all.
that’s kinda funny. interesting to read
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