Dear journal: Today was just as boring as yesterday was. Black Hawk still won't let me get out of bed. When I had got hurt by the giant carb monster. Black Hawk did save my life. And he shouted at me.
And these are Black Hawk"s words. " what did I tell you? To be careful. But did you listen?" Oh no!" I told him that I was being careful I didn't know that he was going to stand on me with some sort of crab-ninja move.
I spent today just like I did yesterday in bed on complete bedrest. Listening to music. I will admit that I listened to some Hank Williams sr.
I am just plane bored with staying in bed. When I try to get out of bed Black Hawk says Billy stay put.
But what he doesn't know is that when he is gone somewhere. Is that I do get out of my bed and go do some stuff.
I read the book that Pat Garrett had wrote about me. I couldn't believe my mind how many lies that he had written about me.
There was a time that I thought that Pat Garrett and I were best friends. But I was wrong. Because Pat Garrett had betrayed me. And he took money for my life. He had accepted blood money for my life.
I wonder if Pat Garrett regrets what He did to me back in 1881. I wonder if he was sorry for taking blood money for my life.
Probably not. That is the only part of my past that I don't miss.
This is the end of this journal entry.
This is Billy Bonney sighing off for now
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