OMG

Hey everyone i just saw the scariest thing ever. okay so it all started a few days back when my boss asked me to help him "get some stuff" that usually ment some drugs or something, no big deal. so i go to the spot and meet him there but this time was different, there were other mob members with attack dogs and a big van. (usually its just  some dealer in a back alley) so my boss starts talking to these guys and the main guy(or what i assume due to his dress and accent he was a made man) asks "the money?" boss says right here and pulls out a brief case, so the open up the trunk and there are tommy guns and lugers and a massive array of guns that i couldent identify, the guy says "take your pick" and boss goes at it grabbin tommy guns and pistols and ammo, and a baseball bat. then the guy comes up to me and says "how old are you?" i tell him "21" he says "ha, hes got a kid workin for him!" and they all had a good laugh. guy hands me a luger and says " "ere kid you'll need dis" i just take it and we leave. so if you havent guessed yet its been 5 years since we talked, sorry. me and emily arnt together no more. but more to the point, today my boss says to me " kid dont go near the the garage at 2122 North Clark Street" i say to him "okay i wont" an obvious lie because he told me not to so of course im going to be curious. so i follow him there and i see him walk into the garrage with two cops and a bunch of other men, i think "oh no they been caught, let me spring into action and help" well little did iknow they had it way under control it was our guys who were the cops and the shot up like 7 or 8 guys. it was horrible, awful, disqusting, terrible, and wonderfully exiting sight. i ran, and ran till i got home and i wrote this. so im going to try and calm down and go to the police about this. see you when i get back.                                                                               
                                                                                                                        Hal Krallis,
                                                                                                                     Thursday, February 14, 1929

i tottaly forgot about this

hellooo,
     i just now remembered i had this, dang it has been like four years. well i guess for anyone who is reading this i must say hello and welcome. So since we last talked i have grown quite a bit. im now 6'3 and 16. i am in high school, and have an amazing girlfrind, she reall is the bee's knees :), if your reading this baby i love you. so now that my girlfriends thuroly embarrased let me continue. may as well tell you some of the current events going on in the great country we call america, prohibition is still in full swing. and unlike i thought for years ago it did affect my alchohal. it banned it actually, but this is the best part i got a job in a (you have to promise not to tell) a speak easy, i get free booze, and make great money. i think i met Mr. Capone the other day. i couldnt really tell he had alot of guards and everyone was crowding around him. who knows, but its okay im just glad i havent been shot at yet. well i guess that is all for now, i hope i dont forget this again,                           bye,   Hal Krallis,
                                           june 26, 1924

My First Entry

Hello all,
       My name is Hal Krallis. this is my first of hopfully many, what are they called? blogs? oh the internet is fun. so i am 12 and i was assigned a current events project by my teacher. She is such a flat tire. okay well i guess i better get started what are some current events, hmmm? well i know that prohibition, whatever that is has started up. well as long as it dosnt mess with my supply of wine i dont care. i am also hearing of some guys named socko and venseti, or somthing along those lines. they knocked over a bank or something, who knows nowadays. Oh and I have also started listening to this new type of music called jazz, it is really swingin'. okay well im going to go for now see you guys soon
                                                                                                    Hal Krallis,
                                                                                                             january 28, 1920