Dear Journal,
When I got off the plane yesterday, I was once again asked where my parents were.
I wonder why the hell Alfred wanted to turn me into a kid in the first place. If he didn't this would be so much easier.
Once I got out of the airport, I immediatly went down the familiar streets of Sacramento and towards a bike shop. Not like I could get a car or take a bus. Not taking a sweaty crowded bus.
I got a bike and a black helmet to avoid more questions and attention. Then I headed off.
I'm now laying in my bed in this hotel I found. I think I'll just go back asleep now. I'll look around my new neighborhood tomorrow.
-Allen
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Allen's Diary (2P America)
FanfictionAlfred has found a Diary and decideds to read it, thinking it's England's. He then puts almost every entry online and this is what it is. Swearing inside! This is 2ps we're talking about. Of course there's swearing.
