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The Tale of a Boy
- as told by the boy who is in the tale he Created

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14th of Febuary, 2008

The Boy was battling againtst Mother Natures terrenchan Downpour (a light drizzle) to get to the Science class he really din't want to go to. The boy, with books over his head, finally made it to 10 Waterford on the opposite side ofthe quadrangle facing the Duhig Building, when a thought quite rudley appeared in his head. The Thought was to contact a dear old/young friend of his who had departed the previous year.

AS the Science teacher approached, i shall call him Proffesor Binns in this joural, the Boy stood up, entered the class room, ignored the the Teachers Instructions and began to wrie a letter.

This is What he wrote: _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Dear Bygottus,

I suddenly has the urge to write to you, so here i go.

Before i start with the proper content of this letter, let me update u on whats Happening here: Mr Shark-Head*(Please note that teachers real indentity has been concealed - Dur) has, unsurprisingly, continued up with us to grade 9. His jokes still aren't that funny, but he's a pretty good bloke. And MR HPE-teacher-last-year* has become assistant head of yer 8. I've now seen him in a suit more times than his trademark Ruggers and T-shirt. My Homeclass Teacher is Mr Foster's Beer * and so far is pleasant enough.

As u no, i started School again a couple of weeks ago, but the funny stuff started the day after...

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The Boy paused, to remeber what had happened.

It was early morning, aprox. 7:05, and thwe Boy was early for school again. While sitting on the seat along the Quadrangel alone, who should appear that one of the Sudenise Kids with his Unforgetable Smile.

AS the Biy got up and approach him, 'Jingys pearly whites show, and becoming infected himself, a smile creep along the Boy's Face.

Putting on his Best 'JINGY-impersonation voice as he can, The boy says "Hey 'Jingy, how was your 1st day of term"

"I dont know" can his short reply

"What do u mean u dont know, come on, tell me!"

"I dont know, I haven't had it yet"

SO Jingy was away on the first day of school, he's off to a great start.

.... The boy then writted this down in the letter, still ignoring Proffesor Binn's long rambolings.

He started a new paragraph adn said: _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

I was sitting next to All-shades the other day in maths when he suddenly turned to me and said

" I love the smell of the tuckshop, it makes me think of McDonalds, which makes me thinl of Car trips, hich make me think of the Beach, which make me think of Bygottus" he then grabbed me by the shoulders and said,"ARE U HAPPY NOW? BYGOTTUS IS GONE! AND I WONT SEE HIM EVER AGAIN... UNTILL I SEE HIM NEXT!"

'''By the way, Im so sorry i issed you coming down on the weekend! but i was sick with a Mystery Illness. New Idea are ding a Page 4 story on it'''

SO Bygottus, I write this so that u no that u r not forgotten here.

How is Charlie? He's not a machanical poop-machine yet is he?

Hope to c u soon,

The Boy