5-Day Diary

5-Day Diary

Tuesday 3rd August

Dear Diary,

Today hasn't been the most interesting day. We just kicked the ball

about in the park but we were forced to leave because other people,

17-18 year olds, told us to get out of the park or they would kill us.

At the time I didn't think that they were serious, but when he started

shouting I knew he was serious. To say the least he was a bit of a

psycho. When I saw him reacting the way he did, shouting because we

were in the park, I told my mates just to walk away. I didn't think

anyone could react that way over us playing football in the park! I

don't think I'll be going back there if they're around.

Wednesday 4th August

Dear Diary,

I don't know what way to feel. Angry or sad. Paul got hit today. Well,

he got more than hit. He's in a coma now. I didn't go out today when

he called for me. I could've helped him. I could've stopped him from

getting hit. I'm annoyed. I'm annoyed with myself. I should've gone

out when he called for me. That's also the reason why I am sad. I want

to make it up to him but I don't know how. The only way I can think of

making it up to him is to resort to violence and do to him what he did

to Paul. My parents have always taught me that violence isn't the

right way to solve anything, but in this case it's the only way….

Thursday 5th August

Dear Diary,

I have found out exactly what happened to Paul and who put him in a

coma. Paul and Darren went into the park to kick the ball about and

those people from the other day tried to throw them out of the park.

Paul refused to leave. He kept saying that he wasn't going to leave

the park and eventually one of the other boys lost it and hit him.

Darren ran.