So, yeah, I've been getting into writing lately and decided why not do a fanfiction on here, so I did. Never said I'd officially join this wiki though. Let's just see how this goes.

It's a journal entry from Chris the day he goes to prision after being arrested for putting toxic waste on Wawankwa Island.

This story is rated PG-13.
There is some language or violence that may not be appropriate for people under thirteen years of age.


~~June 22~~

I've made some freaking stupid mistakes.

I'm not the kind of person to care if I've hurt someone other than myself, especially if it gets me ratings. In fact, I'm not even sure if I even care now. I don't know I'm truly sorry, or if I'm sorry I just got caught. Most people will believe the latter more than likely. But the thing is, I should've gotten caught for something much more devious.

I guess it was taking out all of the stupid crap that has ever happened to me on those kids. I'm surprised they didn't end up freaking dead. But I never cared now did I? All I did was sit in my gold hottub, borderline flirt with Chef, and torture teenagers who I hated. Sounds like the good life, right?

I was so wrong.

I've done it to thirty-seven different kids (and one adult who I'm pretty sure everyone has forgotten about) and I'm sure half of them are disabled, have mental issues, and/or emotional trauma after what I did to them. After all those stupid things I did to them. And I was supposed to be the adult here. Those kids' parents trusted me and I blew it.

Today, I got sentenced to jail for five years for putting toxic waste on a natural habitat, but in my opinion, they should've charged me for child abuse. They may as well have. Everyone hates me; those kids, Chef, even me. I hate myself, and to be honest, I'm glad. After what I did, it's just...sad. And by sad I mean pathetic.

I'm sure when I get out, people will still know the story. From what used to be "comedy" to child abuse. I'm in jail now, and I completely deserve it. They will all end up saying "My god, what the hell happened to him to cause that much trauma to those kids?"

I've said it before and I'll say it again: I'm still not sure if I am truly sorry, or if I'm sorry I got caught. I just know that when I get out of here, I'll make myself a better person.

A better Chris.

- Chris

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