Day 3:
    Dear Diary,
   
    Today started off bad. Ted got sick. At first, he was complaining about his head and his stomach hurting. Then his hands started to ache. I freaked out. My friend, my pal, my buddy forever was sick! I needed to find a tape doctor soon. So, I began yelling for help. I yelled at the kids walking in and out of the classroom. I yelled at that dude who took me away from my family. Nobody listened. WHY DON'T THEY CARE!?
   
    "Pete! I can't hold you up much longer!" Ted cried. And with that I fluttered onto the floor.

    My face hurts now.

    Your down to earth friend, Pete Poster.