Dear Diary, October 2nd
Please, spare me from the pain...I never want to baby-sit for the Jones family ever again...Hannah was terrible!
When I first got there, Hannah was good and Freddy was relatively.. quiet, which is so not like the head-banging, hard-rocking, spaz-case I
usually see...But, then, after I made dinner, Hannah asked for a pop..
So, I gave her one..Bad mistake, really bad mistake..She got really hyper and was tearing into anything she could get her hands one..Freddy and I tried to calm her down. She ended up running outside, screaming like a maniac, yelling out "Pepsi!"...Freddy and my last measure was this: dumping a bucket of cold water over her head..And that's just what we did...She calmed down..But, then started bawling...Freddy and Imade he stop crying by putting in her favorite movie "A Nightmare on Elm Street"..Hannah is a really demented child for liking a Freddy Krueger films at her age...Freddy thinks that too.
Near the middle of the movie, Hannah fell asleep..Freddy and I, who were somehow enjoying the movie, kept watching it, getting a kick out of every death scene..They are so unrealistic! All horror movie end the same, is what Freddy thinks..At the end the hero of the film
always' kill the killer..But, somehow "They Always Come Back..No Matter How Hard You Try To Kill Them...They Always Seem To Survive"...When the movie was over, Freddy and I played poker, betting candy..How can you blame us for using candy? I'm not giving up any of my Bass Guitar money! Not even If It was a life or death situation!
Freddy and I fell asleep on the den couch...Freddy's parent's didn't seem to care...They drove me to school today..That's where I am now..
Writing in my diary, waiting for my damn English teacher to hurry the hell up and start teaching us..I actually like English.
Many Moochas, Katie