Hello, my name is Chris Johnson and I’m 10 years old.
Let me tell you my story.
In the summer vacation, my parents died in a car
accident, so my dad’s formal girlfriend took care of me. Her name was Angelina
Vancouver and she was 38 years old. Angelina was a very kind woman and she was
like a mother to me. One day, I got home from school and saw some strange men
in the living room. “They properly have some kind of meeting with Angelina,” I
thought. I opened the door and yelled: “Angelina, I’m home!” After meeting the
men in black, I asked: “What are they doing here, Angelina?”
“Oh…” she said, “…these men are from… eh… what was the
name from your company again, Mister Blake?”
“Diaper Import Business,” Mister Blake said. “I heard
about that company,” I said. “DIB creates different kinds of diapers.” Mister
Blake said: “That’s correct, young man. Would you like to take a look, together
with Miss Vancouver?”
“If you want me to come over…” I said, “…Angelina will
join me.”
“Exactly,” Angelina said. The next day, we went to
DIB. Mister Blake showed us how the diapers are created, he introduced us to
the working people and also, he gave me a sample package of disposable diapers,
a bottle of baby powder and a bottle of diaper rash cream. When we got home,
Angelina said: “Would you like to wear a diaper?”
“Sure,” I said. When we got into Angelina’s sleeping
room, I took off my clothes, my socks and my underwear. After putting them in
the washing machine, Angelina made me lie down on the bed. She opened the
package and got out a diaper. She unfolded it, placed it under my butt, put
some baby powder and rash cream on my privates and my butt, put the diaper on
me and taped it together. After washing our hands, we put the bottles and the
package in the cupboard in my sleeping room.
“From now on…” Angelina said, “…there are some rules
in the house. You’ll wear these diapers and you have to pee and to poop in
them. When you’re finished, just tell me and I’ll change you.”
“Okay,” I said. In the evening, at
“You mean…” I said, “…Angelina was behind the car
accident?”
“Yep!” my mum said. I became very angry and
immediately, I pooped in my diaper. I blushed when I was finished, but my mum
just said: “Let me handle it.” She snapped with her fingers (very softly) and
immediately, I was wearing a new diaper. My mum used her powers to throw the
dirty diaper in the trash bag, without making any noise. After that, she put me
back into my bed and kissed me on my forehead. “I must go back now…” she said,
“…but don’t tell Angelina about our chat.”
“Okay,” I said. “Say hello to dad.” She said: “Okay.”
Then she disappeared and I fell asleep. In the morning, I pretended like
nothing was going on. Angelina didn’t notice anything. I was only wearing a
diaper and a T-shirt. Suddenly, I was glowing. After 5 seconds I stopped
glowing. “What was that?” Angelina asked. I decided to stop pretending like
nothing was going on and said, with anger on my face: “My mum showed up last
night, as a whitelighter. She told these things; 1 – you’re a darklighter, 2 –
you hired Mister Blake and his colleagues to create a bomb and 3 – they put the
bomb in my parents’ car. That means that you were after the car accident my
parents had.” Angelina created an evil laugh and said: “All right, I’ll tell
you why I did this; when your mother was my best friend, she fell in love with
your father. I became jealous and told her she had to choose between your
father and me, but she chose your father, so I decided to take revenge.”
“That’s no reason,” I said. Suddenly, Angelina grabbed
my hands and put them on my back. “Don’t even think about screaming for help,”
she said. A few minutes later, my hands, my arms, my feet and my legs were tied
up with rope. Angelina put me on a chair and tied my arms and my legs to it.
She got out a piece of paper and put it my mouth. She also got a piece of
cloth, put it over my mouth and secured it behind my head. I tried to yell for
help, but it was useless. Angelina snapped with her fingers and… Mister Blake
came into my room, together with his colleagues. They got out some dynamite and
tied them onto my arms, my legs and the chair. A few minutes later the time
bomb was ready. Angelina said: “I’m going out of town. Make sure that the time
bomb will explode at
“Okay,” Mister Blake said. Angelina gave me a last
kiss on my forehead and disappeared. The DIB-men (who were also darklighters)
followed her. Mister Blake (who was a whitelighter) whispered in my ear: “This
is not a real time bomb, young men. Your parents are good friends of mine. I
told them that I would switch the real time bomb with a fake one. When it’s
“Okay…” I said, “…but what’s going to happen with
Angelina and the evil DIB-men?”
“You’re the only one who can destroy them,” my mum
said. “Okay,” I said. The next day, I discovered the hideout of Angelina and
the evil DIB-men. “That’s impossible,” Angelina shocked. “Chris, you’re dead.”
“Wrong answer,” I said. “Mister Blake replaced the time
bomb for a fake one and now I’m going to destroy you.” I cast a spell and
immediately, Angelina and the evil DIB-men were gone forever. A few days later,
I went to school and told everyone about the situation. First, they didn’t
believe me, but when I showed them my powers, they did. Everyone promised me to
keep this as a secret and of course, the kept their promises. Piper, Prue and
Phoebe Halliwell, Paige Matthews and Leo Wyatt looked after me (for the rest of
my life) and in the weekend my parents stayed the nights. We kept the diapers,
the baby powder and the diaper rash cream in the cupboard in my new sleeping
room.