1. Diary entry of Liam (Caught In the
Crossfire)
Rising Action/Climax

2. March 12th, 2001
Diary:
I have finally had enough of my stuck-up Paki-loving brother! Today, I have
decided to prove to my family that Mike, my brother, is not the only one in the
Kelly family who my parents should be proud of. Today, I join my fellow
Englishmen on a campaign to rid our town of the Asian Muslims! Mr. Creed, the
head of the Oakfield Patriotic League branch has seen my worth, has decided
to recruit me into his organization. On this very night, as I was walking home
with my new buddies, Daz, Jason and Mr. Creed, my drunk dad suddenly
showed up. I thought to myself “Not now dad! Not when I’m with my friends!
You are going to totally shatter my reputation!”. As if showing up in his drunk
state wasn't enough, he started walking towards us. I tried to tell him to go
away, he was making me lose face in front of all my friends. However, instead
of leaving me alone, he started yelling at me, making me look like a little kid
who still needed his parents to tell him what to do. I hated my father for making
my friends look down on me. I wished that he would disappear forever, just like
the way he suddenly appeared.
Will be writing again soon.
-Liam

3. March 14th,
2001
Diary:
Today, Daz, Jason and I were sent on a mission to fire up the people of the
Moorside community with hate, and I, Liam, was appointed group leader. The
Asian Muslims were getting out of control, they grew bolder by the day, it was
about time we put a stop to their actions and sent them back to their own run-
down countries. Our team’s first stop was the Moorside youth club. It was going
to be shut down due to the fact that it was breaking apart and our community
did not have enough money to repair it. We intentionally talked to Bobby, the
club owner about the situation and about how the council was giving all the
money away to the Asian Muslims. We tried our best to get Bobby and his staff
to demonstrate with us at the Town Hall. However to our disappointment,
Bobby wasn't seeing the threat that the Asians possessed to our community.
Later on that evening Mr. Creed, Daz, Jason and I gathered with the other
members of Patriotic League, and handed out flyers to tell the people of the
Moorside that the council was spending all its money on the Muslim
community. This time, at least some of the White British were not blind and
decided to join us on our campaign to rid out town of the Muslims.
Will be writing again soon.
-Liam

4. March 15th, 2001
Diary:
These are tough times, some of the people who have lived here for
generations are forgetting that this piece of land rightfully belongs to us, the
British. I will stop at nothing until we get our home back from the Asians. I am
out every night petitioning and reminding people that we, the owners of this
land should not have to live beneath the Muslims. Some people refuse to sign
the petition because they just want a “quiet” and “simple” life living under the
soles of the Asians, those people are not fit to call themselves the British! As I
was returning home tonight, I saw an elderly Muslim also making his way back
home, fueled by the anger of injustice happening around here, and I shoved
him onto the ground and gave him a beating. I hope Mr. Creed has seen my
efforts and contributions to our community, and I hope to receive a promotion
soon.
Will be writing again soon.
-Liam

5. March 19th, 2001
Diary:
I really truly hate my brother. What makes me so angry at my him is his
stubbornness. Instead of defending his country he has mingled with the
enemies! He thinks he’s so smart, always going around sticking his nose into
other people’s business. Who does he think he is? My father? One is enough
for me to deal with, I am in no hurry to find myself more trouble. This morning,
Mr. Paki-lover tried questioning me about where I went last night. I did not owe
him an explanation, nor did I need to tell him about my honorable doings for
our community. Mike tried threatening me by saying he was going to tell mum,
as if that would ever work. Mr. Multicultural needs to know that I am a big and
mature boy now, I no longer need to stay hidden in the nest of my family, and I
have my own pair of wings now. I will be able to soar the open skies in
freedom, alone. At around half-past one this morning, I was picked up by Mr.
Creed’s car to send a “message” to Councilor Saddique. It seemed like Mr.
Saddique needs to be reminded that he had no power in this country and
neither did he belong here. Mr. Saddique has enjoyed too much time here in
this country, he has started to think that he actually belonged here. What a
pathetic thought.
Will be writing again soon.
-Liam

6. March 20th
2001
Diary:
Those Asians have gone too far! Spray painting the cars at the speech was just
too much! It was about time we taught them a lesson. A couple hours before,
during the speech of our respected Colin Stone, a group of Asian boys
vandalized our cars! This was the last straw. We were going to take from those
uncivilized Muslims who used physical force against our civilized motions of
protest. Daz rallied a group of patriotic youths who were also fired up against
those disgusting low-lives. We planned to return the favor. We armed ourselves
with the tools we managed find, and were ready to strike the Muslims. At
around 11:00, under the cover of darkness, we rampaged down into the Muslim
community. We smashed the windows of the shops, we threw bricks at their
cars and even beat up a couple Asian pigs who were out eating their late-night
snacks. A couple minutes since we started the chaos the police started to
arrive at the scene. As soon as the police arrived, our group of youths retreated
back to Moorside. On this night we have achieved victory! We showed the
Asians we were the ones in charge. I don’t think the Asians will give up after
what we have done to their community. However, I know that there can only be
one victor walking out of this war alive. That victor is us.
Things are starting to get heated up, I may not have the time to update this
journal anymore.
-Liam

7. Please do not take the racism used in
the above text seriously, it was
necessary in order to portray the
character’s feelings. Sorry if it has
offended anyone, it was not meant to
hurt anyone’s feelings!