From the File Cabinet of Artemis Fowl -* Chapter 5- The Fourth File *-
Well, here I am in the hospital, recovering from hypothermia, broken ribs, internal bleeding, a collapsed lung, and various other medical conditions that I don't know the meaning of yet, since the doctors use such big words that they expect me to know. Despite the pain and my nurse's screaming fits(which don't help me at all with my constant migraines), I am working on deciphering the fourth folder from Artemis Fowl's file cabinet, and I must say, it isn't very interesting.
One reason it is uninteresting is because there are so many papers in it. Another reason it's so boring is because I can hardly read it since I think I'm going blind in one of my eyes. And yet another reason this file is boring is because all it consists of is order forms for custom made socks. What Artemis needs with custom made socks, I'll probably never know. Unless of course I can find someone who can figure it out, someone who I'll probably never know, either.
Aha! I have discovered something in Artemis Fowl's diary about the custom made socks! I shall post the entry here: 03/17
Dear Diary,
Well, I just sent out another order for some nice custom made socks. What a joy! I love getting socks custom made, it's a sign of my wealth. Can't wait to show them to Marsha!
I've ordered 3 pairs of socks: one blue and orange and purple and green and yellow and cream and fawn and pink striped, another black and white and red zig-zagged, and one with both designs. I can't wait until I see that sniveling brat Marsha's face when I wear them! I will enjoy getting back on the little traitor!
I haven't told you about the trade-over Marsha did, did I? Well, he said he would eat the cookies I gave him for lunch yesterday, and he ate Tara's instead! He told me he hated Tara! I told him I didn't want a traitor as my only friend, and said good-bye. He said he didn't want an idiot as a friend, and he got up and walked over to another table to eat his lunch. He sat by Tara! Why was I friends with the liar in the first place?

I have to go now, since the nurse is threatening me with no dinner tonight, and I haven't eaten since I got here. So, farewell till then!