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Wednesday July 23 1997
Chucky the bully beat me up today. He caught me walking by his house and he came out and chased me. I ran away, but I had to run through a woman's yard and she shouted at me, so I stopped. That's when Chucky caught me. He hit me in the head and he hit me in the stomach and he said bad words to me. He also said I was a girl. I started crying and he said, "See?" Then he told me never to walk by his house again. I don't want to walk by Chucky's house, but to go to the toy store, it is the shortest way to walk. Chucky stole the toy I bought at the store, but he didn't even want it, he just broke it and laughed at me. Chucky also said that if I told my mommy, he'd come after me. He says he knows where I live but I don't think he does.

I had a black eye when I got home. I told my mommy I tripped and fell. She told me I'd better be more careful or I'd get in trouble and have to get a spanking.

Thursday July 24 1997

I woke up and went outside. I was afraid my brother would hurt me like he always does. He is so mean! He likes to throw rocks at me and tell me I'm a nerd. I think just because I like computers doesn't mean I'm a nerd. He's just jealous that I'm smart and he's a big dumb dumb!

In the afternoon I was playing with the neighbor girl. Her name is Lisa. She's nice, for a girl.

I climbed high up a tree and her daddy saw me. He called my Mommy and I got a spanking. When my Daddy came home, I got another spanking. I also had to go to my room without dinner. Good thing I have a computer here. But now I'm hungry. And my rear end hurts a little.

I like my puppy. His name is Patches. He likes me, even when Mommy and Daddy spank me. They spank me a lot, and that makes me be good.

Friday July 25 1997

I was playing in Mr. Clemmon's yard today. He says I can play there any time I want to as long as I don't step on his flowers. Lisa came and played with me and we had fun. A man stopped his big black van and we saw him go to Mr. Walker's house and try to open the door. He saw us watching him and he got back in his van and drove away. We told Mr. Clemmons and he called the police. I was worried the police would take me to jail, but they only asked me questions and even gave me some candy. I didn't know if it was okay to eat the candy because I didn't know the police man. I asked my mommy if I could eat it and she said it was okay so I did. Lisa got mad at me because she wanted my candy.

My mother says she's worried I might be looking at naked people with my computer. She says she might move the computer to where she can watch me use it. I'm worried because I don't want her to know I keep this diary on the World Wide Web. My mommy also said she might put a program on the computer so I can only see nice pages and not see bad words and dirty pictures. I hope she doesn't get the program, because I like some pages that have bad words on them. I try not to read the bad words because I know they are wrong. But I like to read the other things.

Saturday July 26 1997

I went to the river with Lisa today. We built islands! I made a big island the shape of a man. Lisa said the head was too big. I said it was not. She said it was. Was not. Was. We started pushing and shoving and I knocked her down into the mud. She got mud all over her nice white dress, and she told her Mommy. She got a spanking and cried.

I had to go home. Then the phone rang! I knew it was Lisa's mommy, so I answered it and it was. I said my mommy wasn't home, even though that was a lie. My mommy came in while I was talking to Lisa's mommy. She asked me who was on the phone. I said "Nobody!" But Mommy took the phone and found out I got Lisa muddy and she also found out I told a lie. So I got a spanking. I got ten spanks on my bottom. I get five most of the time when I get a spanking. But today I was in BIG TROUBLE. When Daddy comes home, I know what's coming. ANOTHER SPANKING! I'm scared.

I got another spanking. Now I'm sad. I'm going to try to be good from now on because I don't like these spankings. And when Santa Clause comes to town, I want to get lots and lots of presents.

Sunday July 27 1997

I went to church today with Mommy and Daddy and my big mean brother. My brother is very very mean. He kept pinching me when the preacher was preaching. I had to put my hand over my mouth so I wouldn't make a noise. I didn't want to get another spanking! I almost always get a spanking after church. It's hard to be good because my brother is so mean to me. And he never gets spankings either. That's because Mommy and Daddy believe him and think I tell lies. Sometimes I get spankings just for telling on my brother. That's because my Mommy thinks I'm just lying!

After church, I had to go to Sunday School. Smelly Nelly is in my Sunday School class. I know it's wrong to call her that, but she smells bad! She goes pee pee in her dress all the time. Her seat is always wet when she gets up to leave. The teacher told us she has a problem and can't help it and that we would get spankings if we teased her. So I hold my nose all class long. That makes my voice funny.

We learned about Noah's Ark today. Noah saved all the kinds of animals in the world a long time ago when God made it rain for 40 days and 40 nights and everyone drowned. I asked why God did such a mean thing, and my teacher said the people were being bad. I asked what the people were doing, and she told me they were saying swear words and taking drugs. I think they were bad for doing that, but I don't think they deserved to die. Well maybe the people who took drugs deserved to die, but why couldn't God just spank the people who were saying swear words? I said the h word once and I got a spanking, but it would be bad if Mommy and Daddy throwed me in the river to drown for saying that!

A nice guy sent me email today telling me he had a cabin full of candy and toys in Montana and I could go if I wanted to! I asked Mommy where Montana was and she said it is a long way away. When I told her about getting to go to Montana if I wanted to, she told me I had to be very careful about who I talked to on the Internet, and that if I told anyone my phone number I would get the biggest spanking I ever got, and that Daddy would spank me, and so would Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Jimmy and Aunt Sammy Lou! So I promised I wouldn't tell anyone my phone number.

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