Rowley's Journal

Monday

Hi. I'm Rowley Jefferson. I'm in a book called diary of a wimpy kid. Greg, my best friend, writes it. Greg is also sometimes a little confusing.

Tuesday

I'm starting to think Greg is a little mean. He pushed me in a bag of fertilizer, and then shipped me off to Uruguay.

Wednesday

 Okay.\, I just got back from Uruguay. Docotrs had to amputate my arm ( a silly old shark ripped it off while I was swimming back to my town), but that's okay. It was all a good joke according to Greg.

Thursday

Greg's getting a little out of hand. I know he wants the best for me, but he told me that blue fire was cold, but I went to put my hand in there and it burned my finger off! Greg makes many mistakes.

Friday

Okay, Greg is being a pain in my neck. He painted my house black and broke all the windows because he said that was the new style. My parenets weren't happy.

Saturday

Daddy told me I should stop hanging out with Greg, because he's a "bad influence". You know what? I think he's right. It's time Greg had a peice of my mind.

TO BE CONTINUED