The
Diary of a Not So Charming Prince
Prince Joseph's diary
Day
2
Dear
Me,
I
peeked inside Jaden's froggy diary, man was it dull and BORING! Some
talented frog, he was writing! Mother was making a big deal about my
writing, and I am a man! Jaden writing would have blown her mind!
Say, I just realized something! I'm hysterically funny!!!! If you
ignorant people, who will read my diary in about say a hundred and
two years, do not know what that means, I shall explain. It means
that I am more funny then you and you are just a stupid clod! HAHA!
I
am not sure where I was going with this whole thing- oh yes, as I was
saying, Jaden's diary was boring, because he did not address it to
anyone. As for me, I shall began mine with, Dear Me. Is that not
sophisticated. That my dear future clods, means important and better
then you.
Anyway,
the news of the day is that I went for a walk in the woods. Oh to be
sure I avoided Prince Brataroo's summer palace. It was even easy to
do. All I did was go in the opposite direction. Easy! I bet you never
thought of such a thing! But I'm getting side tracked again.
Well,
I was walking in the woods. Not really, doing much. Just scuffing
leaves and wondering why Jaden would ever want to marry Princess
Brataroo, even if she did turn him back into a man. Suddenly, I see
this. A tower in the middle of nowhere. Literally! It was in a big
empty patch, which was surrounded by a tight ring of rocks, boulders
and brush. Almost like a natural wall. I wonder who lives there?
Perhaps, I shall go back one day. Who knows.
Signing off
Joseph
Son of Jasper
the VI
Day
3
Dear
Me with a capitol M,
So
today I returned to the tower. How wonderful, I got right on topic
today. I feel proud. Now where was I? Oh yes, the tower. Anyway, my
glorious return was combined with a little hunting trip. I brought
Lasso and Polo too. Who is Lasso and Polo, the ignorant fool might
ask. Well, Lasso just happens to be my own best friend. A hound dog,
which I raised all by my old self. Polo is my horse. I never go
anywhere without him. You want to know why? Well, I say it is because
if I did not take little old Polo with me, I would have to walk. That
would be terrible. Hmm... I believe I may have gotten off topic. I
guess I better get back on.
Well,
I rode up to the tower, then hopped off Polo's back and looked for a
door. Believe it or not, there was no door! So I have a little
mystery on my hands. A hidden tower with no door! I think I love
mysteries! They are so exciting! I am a good detective too! I figured
out that there was someone inside the tower. You want to know how I
know? Well, I think I shall tell you anyway. I was walking around the
tower for the hundredth time, when I heard someone singing. Something
about wishing on stars and other such rubbish, but that is not the
important bit. Anyway, if there was singing, then logically, there
must be a person, therefore the tower is occupied! See, brilliant!
Now I just have to figure out how to get inside the tower. Not to
mention figuring out, how this mysterious singer got inside it. There
must be a door somewhere.
Do
you know what I shall do? I shall make a hunting trip of this venture
and stay the night in the forest. I shall camp I think I shall camp
by the tree. That way I can keep an eye on the tower. Perhaps the
singer has wings. Maybe she will fly out and introduce herself.
Anyway, I plan on being right here, so I can get a good look at her.
Maybe she is a bird. This is going to be fun!
Signing off
Joseph
the curious
detective
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