Dear Diary,

My name is Dallas Smarts and this is my story. I knew a person who is a jerk and that he was a total bone-headed brick-wall. His name was called Marty Bacon. He comes up to me and bothers me all the time I go to school. He didn’t even let me go anywhere, because he turned into a Brick-Wall man. Everyone didn’t know that he had that ability that nothing hurts him. It is obviously it hurts me, because I am the one that cares about the world, and not him. Well, I try to go to a music store and there he was again turning into a brick-wall. I couldn’t pass through. Marty won’t let me go to those public places. Suddenly when I was at home I gathered all my confidence to build up power I thought I’ve never had. It was a power to break the Brick-Wall man once and for all. I went outside to the movies, and then there he was again into the Brick-Wall man. I went towards him and punched it more times with both of my hands into fists. Suddenly, you know what? The Brick-Wall man (a.k.a., Marty Bacon) fell apart and it diminished into dust flowing him down into the pits of Hell where the Devil awaits him to torment as his new toy. I suddenly felt pure joy, and all the people around me applauded me for it. They all knew that Marty is a real jerk, and I defeated him. Once and for all I can go anywhere I can please to.

Yours Sincerely,

Dallas Smarts