Peanuts belongs to Charles Schulz not me
Hi there. My name is Violet Gray. I'm pretty well known by my friends as a mean person. Mostly, of course, I'm seen being mean to that blockhead Charlie Brown. Most people figure I hate his round head, that stupid striped shirt, and his really depressed attitude. And guess what, it's all-true. But what people fail to recognize is that I don't make fun of him because I hate him. No, actually I feel just the opposite about the old blockhead. Some times I wonder if he even recognizes that. Patty may know a little, although I haven't really told her directly, but Shermy definitely knows. He got his hands on my diary one day and he hasn't let me forget. As I sit here and write I can hear the sounds of my friends outside, playing and having fun. As I gaze out the window I see Charlie Brown running at a football held by Lucy. Of course she pulls it away at the last second leaving the poor blockhead in the dust. As I see Lucy laughing I can't help but feel sorry for Charlie Brown. Maybe, just maybe, I tell him how I feel.