Middle word 12/ 7/13

Date:12/7/13

 Title: Middle World
Author: J and P Voelkel

Pages:1-50

Prompt:Write a journal entry as if you were a certain character from your
reading. (I am writing from the perspective of Max Murphy)

Day 8- It's been one week and a day since my parents have left me and went to another of there Mayan Excavation sites. Right after they have said he were going to go to Italy with Grandma. Now that I think about it I think my parents care more about work then there own child. Since they left I have had nothing to do I've went to school, talk to my friend on vacation online, and put my hair in spikes. If I was in Italy I would be paroling in the plaza with my cousins. Why Haven't they sent a letter or an email? I know they said it might take a while but this long.

Day 9 - Okay something weird is going on I don't smell the usual smell of a cooked breakfast down stairs were Zia. Okay I am going to go check it out. Okay I get down stairs and there is a cold cereal and a plane ticket to San Xavier. That's where my parents are at digging is there something wrong? I call for Zia and she's in the kitchen sitting down and talking to these little clay figures. I ask here what the tickets to San Xavier are for and she tells me " They told me to buy it for you , You go" and I don't think she was talking about my parents. I don't know where I am staying but most likely with my uncle Ted. I don't know what's going on! Going to go to the Airport.

Day 10 - I have just got of the plane now what? (few hours later) I am on a bus ride everyone seems to know Uncle Ted. There weirdest thing happened after I got of the plane and was about to start writing. I find a ticket sending me to the plaza which supposedly close to my Uncles Banana Farm. I wonder where does he live and if my parents are there? From what I have heard my Uncle is friendly but what will I do over there ?( 4:00 pm)Every thing is so wearied there are no people at the plaza. It's Deserted. While I was on the bus ride this old man to me a story of Diego De Landa. "Diego De Landa was the curse of the Maya. He tortured us , he burned our books, he told the world we where savages."