Disclaimer: I do not own the novel Fahrenheit 451. This is mearly a fanfiction.
Dear Journal,Sept. 15, 3173
Oh, how I love my job! Kerosene is the perfect perfume. I love the fact that my job is teaching book lovers that their precious books are nothing but useless words on paper. You don't even have to think in order to be a fireman! All you have to do is light the match and let the fore do the rest. This is the life! Having "451" stitched on your sleeve is true happiness. There's just nothing better! I can't wait to go to work tomorrow!
Dear Journal, Sept. 27, 3173
The new neighbor is a crazy but interesting girl. She's only seventeen, but she seems so much older than that. Everything she says makes me think. We were walking home and she tells me her family talks. I haven't talk to anyone in a long time. Then she stopped and asked me if I was happy. Luckily she left because if not then I would have had to tell her the horrible truth: I not happy, not truly. I wish I were Clarisse, even if it meant giving up my sanity. At least she's happy.
Dear Journal,Sept. 28, 3173
I'll tell you why I'm unhappy. Everyday I come home and see the same thing. On the bed I see my wife sprawled out, drugged up, and with Seashell radios stuffed in her ears. I want to die seeing my wife like this. Then I remember the routine: call the emergence hospital and let the machine make her better. I found out that they don't even send M.D.s anymore. Then when Millie wakes up it's as if nothing happened and she rushes to her precious parlor. Someone, save me!
Dear Journal,Oct. 4, 3173
Somehow, being with a crazy girl like Clarisse is comforting. Knowing she's different makes me happy. She knows me so well and can see though my lies when I know my own wife probably can't. I wish she could help me be happy again. Not when I'm just with her, but when I'm with anyone. I can tell she can sense what's wrong with me, like a mother's intuition. When you think about it, she's not crazy, just different: a thinker.
Note: There is going to be a total of 25 journal entries; the disclaimer above counts for all upcoming chapters. These journal entries are supposed to chronicle key points in Guy's conversion from Book Burner to Book Reader/Saver. Hope you enjoy and if you have any advice on how this story could be better, feel free to review.
EDIT: Oh, and I put some of the entries into one chapter so you can read it all at once instead of having to click that annoying button!