"Dear Reader, If anyone is reading this, I want you to understand me
feel my character, feel my soul. I want you to grasp my story, as if you see yourself in my eyes.
My name is not important, I am troubled in my mind, I am making a decision that I can never turn back on, Life is too short, way too short. Procrastination has become my biggest enemy, yesterday was years ago, and it feels like I have the same amount accomplished, what's happened too me? I used to be so successful, a just man, but now I'm lost in this darkness that fills my head. But you know the darkness I'm speaking of, don't you? You've felt it before. I am broken, torn apart, waiting for my rescuer but finding no such hope. I looked at everything, my family, my possessions and assumed that it would all be there till the day I passed on from this earth, but the worst after taste of life, is when you find out, that you can't live without the people nor possessions that you once had, it's a bitter taste. I am greedy and I admit, selfish, if I could take it all back I would, but it's too late, it's all too late.
Dear Reader, I made my decision."
That's all the note said, I turn the corner and just as I feared I found him laying on the ground, in his own blood, I say a prayer quietly, to calm my nerves. "Though I walk through the valley of death..." I bend down, and look closer, something isn't right, it's the angle.. Something is off, I look at the weapon, it's too far away, he couldn't have done this himself, but whoever did it, wants me to find out who he is, or he's just a very bad criminal, it's a fifty/fifty chance that it could be either one. The mans name on the floor is Jerry Brooksman, once a wealthy successful man, until his business suddenly crashed, he was arrested for abusing his wife and she divorced him. He had everything but now it's gone, even his breath. I nervously look around the room too make sure no one is in here, then I grab his wallet on the kitchen counter and take what's left... Detectives don't get paid like they used to.. Nick turns the and says "Hey, where's the..." I interrupt him with a scream, he caught me off guard and frightened me... Nick asks me what was wrong, I blew it off by saying I had a flash back.. Nick looks at the dead body and says "Man, he was upset about something.." Nick had a problem with stating the painfully obvious.. I look at the mirror, there's a blood stain, slightly darker than the blood on the floor, was there a second person in the room? I guess we'll find out after the lab results get back on this sample. My phone starts to ring, It's Nelsie, I answer but quickly have to put my phone away from my ear, she's angry. Myscaela is with her, she encourages Nelsie to yell at me even louder. She keeps repeating how I ruined her Christmas some how, I take it personally. I slowly hang up as I wipe a tear away, It was my first time after all...
TO BE CONTINUED.
feel my character, feel my soul. I want you to grasp my story, as if you see yourself in my eyes.
My name is not important, I am troubled in my mind, I am making a decision that I can never turn back on, Life is too short, way too short. Procrastination has become my biggest enemy, yesterday was years ago, and it feels like I have the same amount accomplished, what's happened too me? I used to be so successful, a just man, but now I'm lost in this darkness that fills my head. But you know the darkness I'm speaking of, don't you? You've felt it before. I am broken, torn apart, waiting for my rescuer but finding no such hope. I looked at everything, my family, my possessions and assumed that it would all be there till the day I passed on from this earth, but the worst after taste of life, is when you find out, that you can't live without the people nor possessions that you once had, it's a bitter taste. I am greedy and I admit, selfish, if I could take it all back I would, but it's too late, it's all too late.
Dear Reader, I made my decision."
That's all the note said, I turn the corner and just as I feared I found him laying on the ground, in his own blood, I say a prayer quietly, to calm my nerves. "Though I walk through the valley of death..." I bend down, and look closer, something isn't right, it's the angle.. Something is off, I look at the weapon, it's too far away, he couldn't have done this himself, but whoever did it, wants me to find out who he is, or he's just a very bad criminal, it's a fifty/fifty chance that it could be either one. The mans name on the floor is Jerry Brooksman, once a wealthy successful man, until his business suddenly crashed, he was arrested for abusing his wife and she divorced him. He had everything but now it's gone, even his breath. I nervously look around the room too make sure no one is in here, then I grab his wallet on the kitchen counter and take what's left... Detectives don't get paid like they used to.. Nick turns the and says "Hey, where's the..." I interrupt him with a scream, he caught me off guard and frightened me... Nick asks me what was wrong, I blew it off by saying I had a flash back.. Nick looks at the dead body and says "Man, he was upset about something.." Nick had a problem with stating the painfully obvious.. I look at the mirror, there's a blood stain, slightly darker than the blood on the floor, was there a second person in the room? I guess we'll find out after the lab results get back on this sample. My phone starts to ring, It's Nelsie, I answer but quickly have to put my phone away from my ear, she's angry. Myscaela is with her, she encourages Nelsie to yell at me even louder. She keeps repeating how I ruined her Christmas some how, I take it personally. I slowly hang up as I wipe a tear away, It was my first time after all...
TO BE CONTINUED.
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