My third needs to count for something. It has been 4 hours and the majority of that time I have spent in this park contemplating on what to do next. I haven't had a single worthwhile idea. I thought of maybe putting money in my bank account but that would alert the sharks that I survived our altercation. I thought to make my family rich, but I found out that they left the country after they heard of my death. And then I thought of giving myself some superpowers, like invisibility or teleportation. As I went down the list of powers I had another thought that might just work.
*There is a 100 percent chance that I will be thought of as dead by every human on the first of January 2013* as my pen leaves the page I leave the park and head for the casinos that I owed money to. On the way I write in a few entries to create a new identity for me, I kept my first name but changed everything else about me, changed my thinning brown hair to neck length black hair, I decreased my age to 21 years old, and gave myself the body of a prime athlete. Even if someone who knew me when I was alive saw me they would never recognize me. The last entry I made before the casino was to change my suit's size as I had lost a lot of width.
*Spider-Man 3 dance scene numbah too*
The doorman lets me in and no one even looks my way. Every time I would enter in the past they would all stare at me like I was a walking sack of cash. I walk over to the teller and ask
"I'd like to take out a loan,"