Sup fam, my name's Greg Heffley. From today onwards I'm videotaping everything in my life, starting right now fam. I used to write in a Diary, but no longer want to be a massive faggot.
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"Hmmmm"
"Ughhhhh... Agghhh" moaned some kids as Greg passed.
"Sleep with me Greg.." Holly Hills said laughing and all her friends snickered.
Suddenly it was as if there was a solar eclipse.
"Awww... Fuck me up fam... if it isn't the little ricket rocket himself, Dickwad Greg" Leon Ricket said.
Then Leon ripped the camera out of Greg's arms and proceeded to beat the shit out of him while filming him.
As the kids left, Greg began sobbing out in the empty hallway.
"Awww little bitch crying..." it was Patty Ferrell, the fucking whore bitch who thought she was super hot when in reality she was like a -4/10.
Greg was sure any male would rather be castrated than have anything to do with Patty fucking Ferell, who also thought she was so cool because she was in the fucking Safety Patrol. She made sure to lord it over everyone and give them detentions for the most arbitrary shit, honestly though.
"Little bitch gets a little detention for crying" she smugly said.
Greg lost it.
There was a haze of red and suddenly Patty Ferell was sprawled across the furthest locker her neck twisted at an odd angle, her limbs broken with bone protruding out of her skin.
Greg walked over and checked her pulse, she was dead. Greg didn't care, he had a good feeling that no one would miss the dumb bitch.
Greg noticed a stready trickle of blood from his nose, as he wiped it off, he felt the lockers being torn.
Greg focused on the lockers suddenly and they exploded, shards of plastic floated in the air around him and then Greg shot up tearing a hole through the roof.
To be Continued...