I stared out at the ocean . My exile was beginning to hurt. I tried to go to the city, but couldn't . I wrote in that magical note book that Zeus got me *cough* allowed me to have*cough* . Then I sank into,my memories... Of my heroic doom...
Dear stupid gods... I grinned. Since they had to keep up with me, but didn't want to visit, they made it so there was another notebook that had all my entries of what I was doing , and read it aloud.
I've actually picked the notebook up and written! Wow! Let's here a clap! Yay! You might get a really short entry cause I'm about to slip. Oh, I guess I need your tasks!
Zeus - ...don't make it rain ok? I wanna go surfing!
Poseidon - say hi to Percy for me!
Hades - say hi to Nico!
Hera - Nothing! $%# !?
Athena - say hello to Annabeth!
App - and then I slipped . Stupid me.
