The Plan

Mildred and I have been on a mission, we've been reading all these books that I have taken before we burned them down. I don't really understand the books I read, but I think that there is something behind them that is connected to Clarisse. Mildred doesn't really understand me about this, she says that we should talk about someone who is alive, rather than dead. But I am still determined to keep on reading these books and find out there meanig. It makes me wonder how books are so important, that the one ladies house we burnt down before decided to be burnt down with her books. There's gotta be something intresting about them that I don't know about, but I am willing to find out. I went to Faber's house and he freaked out. I asked him to teach me how to read, and he told me that I was brave. He asked me many question's like where did I get the books, and I told him that I stole it. While we were talking, I came up with a crazy plan and he told me I was insane. The plan was that we should fill all the fire stations with hidden books, so that when there found they'll have no chioce but to burn down the fire house or realize all the damage they have caused, and what they have been doing. Faber told me what to do, but he said he was to much of a coward to do it. So i guess i'm on my own with this. But Faber said to see first if captain Beatty is on our side, and to listen to what he says. I hope this plan will go through as I plan it to be...

My thought's

I've been thinking about Clarrise and all the things we have talked about before. She made me think about so much, that maybe there is something behind everything she has told me. She told me before that firefighter's used to take out fire's that where started by accident. But today us, firefighter's, start the fire's today. I remember her telling me that houses' were not made fire proof before. But now all houses' are made fire proof today, so us, firefighters', have nothing better to do but burn books and start the fires. People used to read books before, but we started burning them because unfortunately some books offend people, or they just don't like it. So now all our job to do now is burn all the books found.

Clarisse Mcclellan Died

Today I found out that Clarisse had died. I knew something was wrong though, because I haven't seen her in a while. I found myself missing her, I usually see her everday. I heard that she got hit by a car and she didn't make it through. She had such a big impact on me, she made me see things in different ways. She caused me to see the worlds beauties and faults and analyze it. Clarisse also taught me to be more individual, like her. The biggest impact she made on me was when she asked me if I was happy, she made me think to myself if I really was happy. It brought me realization that maybe i'm not really happy, my life is just like every other person. It made me also think that, I never really had a real conversation with my wife, Mildred, like how I did with Clarisse. I hope she lays in a peaceful place. R.I.P Clarisse Mcclellan.

The Most Horrid Day

Today was a very sad and difficult day for me. Today we were set out to go burn down a woman's house, like the usual we go burn down people's houses' for breaking the law for being in possession of books. But today was different. We went to a lady's house today and had to burn her house down because she had books. While we were burning her house down I told her to back away, but she didn't. The other firefighter's told me to just leave her, but I couldn't just leave her there to burn into ashes and die. But I had no choice the women didn't want to listen to me, so I let her stay. I was horrified how she could just die there with her house and all her books. I wish I could undo what has been done.

The new neighbor Clarisse

Today I met a girl, Clarisse, she is very interesting. I don't think I have ever met anyone like her before. She is different from all the other people. She is very observant and notices almost everything. She seems to know a lot about the past and their ways back then. She is very peculiar, she is very different from the usual people I talk too. I walked her home and all her lights were on, so I asked her what they were doing and all she told me was they were talking. I wondered what they would talk about. Before she had left she asked me if I was happy, but she left before I could even answer. So I thought to myself, of course I'm happy! Why wouldn't I be?? But she had gave me a lot to think about after just talking to her. I wonder I'll see her again.