Diary of a Madman bk II Apr 2

April 2nd, 2011
Dear Diary,

I wrote this lovely story for my next book. It's called Santa's Elves.


Santa's Elves by Charles Costello

Upon the snow, the elves giggled as they celebrated the creation of their latest toy.

"Yeah."

"Alright."

"Sweet."

They each said as they danced around admiring their work. They had stolen body parts from the local cemetery and had constructed themselves a friend. They spent a day with their toy rotating on every hour.

"Look at what I brought you. It's a train," one said as he played.

Another found a sandwich in a trash and brought it to share during with the toy during his first hour. "Here let's eat," he said.

The third elf came in during his first hour and sat down. He waited for the toy to speak, to say anything to him but nothing came. "Speak," he said and the toy remained silent. "Speak!" he screamed. The other two elves came in and became upset with how the third elf was treating their new toy. As they approached the third elf, he lunged at the other two with a knife. He stabbed and cut. He sliced and he stuck.

The elf slowly walked back to the toy while the other two elves lay motionless. He placed a pair of lips on the toy and said, "There. Now you can speak."


Angela00's Video Blog:

"Blargh," she said as she stuck out her tongue.

"What is up people?" she said with a deeper voice.

"I want to stay on topic here but I can't, whoa." She seemed flustered.

"Last night was awesome. I don't know before what the deal with older men is, but wow."

"Anyways, let me get a hold of myself," she said as began to take deep breaths.

"The mp3 of the day is..."


From a voice message left on Angela's phone

"You know who this is. Who is this other guy? I know I'm not allowed anywhere near you, but I'll find out where he lives and kill him. Bye beautiful, I love you."


Dear Diary, (continued)

So last night was fun and I actually liked being with Angela. Why? I think I like being around someone crazy like her. I just hope I don't hurt her.

I need to find out how my father did it. He did it for a long time till my mother wanted to leave. Maybe there was something there.

I'm here and I will kill you Charles. Todd Casil will kill you.