Dear Journal,
I don't know what I'm doing anymore.
As I took a personal tour around the town I found, I was stopped by the police who asked me if I was this kid. They showed me a picture of me, as a child, and it looked like I was yelling at the camera man.
I should've known what Alfred was doing...
Apparently the excuse, "because I do to look like this." isn't a good one to get out of trouble with. They took me to a middle school and said that apparently I was supposed to be there.
They treated me like child as they talked to the vice principle, Mr. I-Don't-Fucking-Care. I got to have the most boring chat ever! Stuff about what I like to do and shit like that. Then a short boy named Michael showed me around to my classes.
I have to go to school next Monday or they'll tell "my dad" (Alfred) where I'm at. They think Alfred is my fucking
dad!
Well, I guess I might as well. I wonder what's being taught to the children, anyway.
-Allen
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Allen's Diary (2P America)
FanfictionAlfred has found a Diary and decideds to read it, thinking it's England's. He then puts almost every entry online and this is what it is. Swearing inside! This is 2ps we're talking about. Of course there's swearing.
