Death Journal #7 A W&L burglary
Dear Journal,
Entry #4(x+1)=32. The amnesia is getting worse. I’ve labeled it as amnesia since I can no longer remember anything from before I turned four. Why can’t I remember my birth?!? I know I was there for it. What else have I already forgotten? Is there a cure? My M&M medicine has cured me of my hallucinations that I was in a parallel/wizard universe – or at least since I’ve been taking M&Ms I haven’t seen any wizarding wands on campus, but it may be causing my amnesia… fatal cure? I would try switching to Mentos, but the last time I put one in my mouth some boy freaked out and threw it out the window yelling “fire in the hole”. Paranoid? I think so. Mentos can’t be that bad for you. Now that I think about it, he looked eerily like Cody Banks. That would explain a lot. I remember recently walking along W&L’s campus (why I was there instead of here at SVU I also can’t remember because of the M&Ms), where I saw a few VMI cadets (conveniently in shirts labeled “V.M.I.”) running along the sidewalk with a rocking chair. My first thought was, “That rocks!” Then I realized they were actually stealing it from a W&L building. This is rivalry to a whole new level. If only SVU had a rival. Or a rocking chair to steal. But before I could say “Mississippi” three students (maybe W&L, maybe the three nephites?) came and took the rocking chair back. As the cadets ran down the street, I opened my eyes just in time to see the three mysterious heroes disappearing in different directions – one down an alley, one through a bush, and one on a bus. I thought I was having a dream, but once again there was no Captain America so it couldn’t have been. Or maybe my hallucinations are returning. Got to try Tic Tacs next.
Until Savannah Ryrie Day,
The Student