This was another idea I came up with yesterday. I hope you enjoy it!

PS: The story contains a spoiler from my other story, Eavesdropping. You may want to read that first. Otherwise, you may continue.

"Yes! I win again!"

It was the third time Penny won the board game Sherman and Penny were playing, The Game of Life. Sherman was growing increasingly frustrated every time Penny won.

It was a gloomy day outside, with rain clouds hovering over the city. Sherman decided to come over to Penny's house to spend the day. The two had spent the last two hours in Penny's room playing Life.

"I declare a rematch!" Sherman yelled.

Penny groaned. "Another rematch?"

"Oh come on! Please?"

Penny sighed. "Fine, we'll play one more game."

"Yay!" Sherman squealed. He grabbed the game pieces and restarted the game.

Penny decided to go first and spun the wheel. It landed on a 5.

Unfortunately for her, she was just about to move her pawn the appropriate number of spaces when the worst possible thing happened.

"Penny?" Patty called.

"Darn it!" Penny yelled. "It's my mom."

"Again?" Sherman moaned.

It was only about the fifteenth time Patty called Penny over for something unimportant. Every time Patty called her, Penny got increasingly annoyed.

"What?" Penny yelled.

"Come here," said Patty.

"Can we finish this game first?"

"How long will you be?"

A smile grew on Penny's face. "Like... 45 minutes?"

"Penny!" Patty scolded.

Penny giggled, but the giggling was soon replaced with grunting. "Fine, I'm coming. Stay here, Sherman."

She immediately left the room. Soon, the sound of muffled voices could be heard. It became clear that this was not some stupid task or chore; it was a full-fledged discussion.

Sherman needed something to do. He got up and looked around Penny's room. The problem was, there was nothing to do.

He peered at the lid for the Life box. Two to six players. Ten minute set-up time. Forty-five minute playing time.

Boring.

"Argh!" Sherman yelled. "I'm already bored!"

Suddenly, something caught Sherman's eye. It was a book, hidden under Penny's bed. The strange thing was, there was no text on the spine.

Sherman got down on his hands and knees and peered under the bed. It was definitely a book. A rather unusual book. With one hand, he pulled the book into the light to get a better view.

It was a red notebook, with the word 'Diary' taped onto the cover.

"Yes!" Sherman quietly cheered. Though he would never admit it, he had a big crush on Penny. He never exactly knew if she liked him back. All he had to do now was open the book and find out.

Slowly.

Steadily.

Sherman opened the book to a random page and started looking at it.

.hguoht ,ti htrow saw tI .keew a rof dednuorg tog htob eW .ffo ti nrut ot togrof dna resserd sih ni ralloc eht werht namrehS nehw su thguac eh hguohtlA .flesmih ot gnilbmum dna VT gnihctaw ereht tas tsuj eH .gnirob yllaer si ydobaeP .rM taht tuo snrut ti ,lleW .mih no gnippordsevae otni namrehS klat ot deganam dna tenibac enicidem eht ni ralloc rehto eht dnuof I .kcen s'ydobaeP .rM no ralloc railucep a was namrehS litnu sdnim ruo fo tuo derob erew eW .yadot esuoh s'namrehS ot revo emac I

:yraiD raeD

4102 ,11 yaM

"Huh?" Sherman asked himself, staring at the page. "This doesn't make any sense."

He flipped to the next page, hoping to find something readable.

.eyb os ,taht naht rehto etirw ot gnihton evah I .yarruH .revo yllanif era sgnidnuorg ruO

:yraiD raeD

4102 ,91 yaM

"What kind of printing is this?" Sherman moaned.

!eyB !erom yna etirw t'nac I

.noos mih ksa ot evah ll'I .kcab em sekil eh epoh I !tol A !namrehS ekil I .yrotsih sselesu taht fo hguonE .llew hO

.ylkciuq os sdneirf ot seimene morf enog evah t'ndluoc ew dias elpoep ynam oS .hcnul ta namrehS htiw tas I nehw driew saw I thguoht sdneirf ym llA .ylkciuQ .sdneirf tseb eb ot werg yllautneve ew tub ,ykcor ffo detrats pihsnoitaler ruo wonk I .namrehS ekil I kniht I .yas ot tuoba m'I tahw enoyna llet t'noD

:yraiD raeD

4102 ,02 yaM

"Come on! There's got to be something readable!"

Sherman turned more pages of the diary. Every page was the same; a bunch of useless garbage that was impossible to read.

"Argh!" Sherman eventually yelled. "This is useless!"

"SHERMAN!" said a voice.

"Uh oh..." Sherman said quietly.

He turned around to find himself staring up at his best friend, Penny.

I bet you guys can figure out what's up with Penny's writing. This will most likely be a two-part series. Feedback is appreciated!

Anyhow, bye for now.

PS: For Penny's diary written normally, go to Part 3.