The diary of Francis entry #4

[Francis]

Father reached for the phone and I whispered "I love you father.." and then proceeded to crack him over the head with Mr. Treddy. Believe me diary when I say it hurt me more then it hurt father. As he fell to the ground I let out a yelp and fell to my knees, weeping. In the midst of my anguish I reached out and unzipped fathers fly and began to carress his tallywhacker. It was smooth to the touch and smelt like tulips, much like my own. It was just then Beatrice burst into the room and informed me Percy, the colored boy, had heard the noise and called the police. That insolant little blaggard has thwarted me! I tucked fathers unit back into his knickers and stood up, fresh tears still glimmering in my deep blue eyes. There wasn't a moment to lose! Beatrice helped me out the back way of the mansion and told me to go into hiding, it was the only chance of staying out of the big house. I have to go now diary, but I'll write again soon!

I'm back, though I would almost prefer death over these rotten conditions. I am huddled under a bridge in the bad part of downtown, equipped only with my school boy outfit and a picture of father I keep close to my loins. I am getting dirt all over my freshly shaven legs and I think I may cry again at any moment. What am I going to do? I have to find a way to get back to father...Not even the villianry of Ferdinan or the betrayal of the colored boy will keep me and father apart. I...Oh no! I hear somone coming...!

[ April 02, 2005, 03:46 PM: Message edited by: Francis ]