Post by zombiesx on Dec 28, 2007 8:27:38 GMT -5
It was a hot day in the summer of 1995, with people out side on the sidewalks running, children with their parents playing. As inside a house near by, watching out his window, which has been cracked in the center, is a young man in a life which is not the one anyone wants to live. His mother cheating on his dad, with the neighbor. While his dad has no clue as he is never home to know, and if so would most likely be to stupid to realize, both on the edge of a divorce but does he care?
Why should he, when he really never thinks of either one of them, well when he does the thoughts are not very nice, do to the fact of them never being at the house. He practically learned how to survive on his own, due to the fact that they don’t care enough about him to teach him what they know about life. Harsh, maybe but it has taught him more than anything else, it has taught him to not depend on anyone, to help him threw his life.
He lived his life there, in that house with out questioning how he got here, but questioning why he cant get out of this position. His parents don’t care about him really, when his dad comes home he collapses in his recliner to fall in to a deep sleep, with a glass bottle of beer laying on the table beside him. The boy would like it more than anything, to empty that bottle all over the body of his dad, and light it on fire, burning his father to a crisp. Or just to walk over to the neighbor’s house, and stab the man who his mom has been cheating on his dad with, stab him with the nice scissors he cuts his wrists with, stab him over and over again.
The only thing good about the neighbor over there, was of course his daughter, the only girl he liked, as the others he knew where whore’s who would date everyone, if they had not already. However she was different, her mother was killed in a car wreck, when she was at the tender age of thirteen, which left her to live with her abusive father. He went to school with her of course, she missed a few days in seventh grade that year, due to the emotion of the whole ordeal.
The two where almost the same age, but he was born a few months earlier then her, but that did not matter to either of them. They both at the age of fifteen had took the habit of smoking, which has been with him for the rest of his life, all though he did not know if she still had this nasty habit. It calmed them, making them mellow out , and it had formed a relationship with the two. As they began to date, and days went by of her coming over to his house, or him simply walking out of his house, with his parents having a fight, and then going to hers.
Other than them smoking and causing future damage to their health, the two talked and bonded as neither had ever done in their life, and to him he still has not done again. They dated threw this way, making out was not unusually to them. They had thoughts, many on how to make the world a better place, but did not care as they figured the rest of the world should rot in hell, hell like what they had lived in for their whole life. They smoked to calm themself, and plan out the future death, hell they could have pulled the trigger, but they would not.
The simple reason why was because the two never wanted to leave, they wanted to be together forever, the classic love story as they saw, but they knew one day they would die, but at least watch the world around them crumble as they fail. But the relationship came to a halt at later age when he was seventeen, his mother and father moved away, and it seems as she had been left behind. He did something as he left, something that he had not done since he was about eleven or twelve, he let out tears. He knew it was wrong, but he did not care he had what he loved took away from him, and then began to train at a local gym.
Out of the state, and far away from his lover he found something that would help him take out his anger. The tv scene had the men in spandex, fighting it out and playing with these “pure rules”, but a lower class was different. They had boards of light bulbs, and where literally risking their lives, and those of the people who they where against. There was a scene of the men who where making tapes, so they could afford pros, and also stay alive in the acid pit where they crawled.
But then there was that place, where a custom ring was set in some random persons backyard. It could be a real ring, or it could be a home made one, hell even a trampoline to hold the carnage on. These men where taking it to the extreme, as some of the Indy federations where, but most with no experience. This is where he found himself at, before he went under the training at that local gym to become a wrestler.
His motive’s where simple, he was pissed at the crap hole called the world, and was ready to corrupt it for everyone else. They took his lover, so he will take their happiness, and light a match to it, the same match he had to light to his and his girlfriends cigarets. Putting holes in happiness, he finds joy in that, but that is not going to help him out with getting his girl back. Jake and Lacey where dead, they where not able to talk as he had lost her number and was left with a broken heart.
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It seemed to be just another day for this man, having images of his younger life taunt him, from when he was with her. Though his new girlfriend, who has really been with him for such a short time is loved, how could he love her more than Lacey? He was with Lacey through the toughest times of the
ed up life, and he was not ready to leave her. He swore on his life, that he would be back to see her again, but as time grew on him it was fading and the thought rarely lingered in his mind, but in the mind was a safe of memories, which he could rarely open, due to the lock being rusted, and the numbers being faded.
He was young then, and had grown to forget about it, living on his own with Amber, he thought would ease the thoughts, but no thoughts can be “eased” as he thought, there would always be something to bring him back to that moment, that moment of when he had to leave her. Now tossing the thoughts in his head, like a child at play would do with a ball. Then coming back to him, was the truth, the truth that if he went back he would have a new relationship, it was impassable. Look at it, that one girl who you had broke up with, if under these circumstances, it could be very hard to not brake up with the current girl, so you could have someone who you had loved your whole life.
He knew Amber was good, but had just chipped the ice of what he had with Lacey, they had everything in common. But now he looks at Amber, and really he questions what they have, and then finds nothing. He meet her in the gym, and he was lonely with out a girlfriend, what made it easier for him to want her, was he was desperate, and lets face it she was beautiful. That’s what drew him to her, that is all really, he had no clue about her hell she could be a cereal killer, but it that would turn Jake on more than anything.
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“Hello Jay, it’s me again....Remember me, I am the one who caused you to bleed, and I left a mark on the body of you, but now I have to team with your brother??? That piece of crap, can go die for all I care, do you honestly think I am going to care about him? Well lets see would you care about me Kay? I am the man who you lost to in your first match, which really said either I am a very good aspect of the WFWF, to win a handicap match, or lets see you both suck!!! Don’t show for all I care, I can beat the crap out of your brother and his homosexual partner.”
Why should he, when he really never thinks of either one of them, well when he does the thoughts are not very nice, do to the fact of them never being at the house. He practically learned how to survive on his own, due to the fact that they don’t care enough about him to teach him what they know about life. Harsh, maybe but it has taught him more than anything else, it has taught him to not depend on anyone, to help him threw his life.
He lived his life there, in that house with out questioning how he got here, but questioning why he cant get out of this position. His parents don’t care about him really, when his dad comes home he collapses in his recliner to fall in to a deep sleep, with a glass bottle of beer laying on the table beside him. The boy would like it more than anything, to empty that bottle all over the body of his dad, and light it on fire, burning his father to a crisp. Or just to walk over to the neighbor’s house, and stab the man who his mom has been cheating on his dad with, stab him with the nice scissors he cuts his wrists with, stab him over and over again.
The only thing good about the neighbor over there, was of course his daughter, the only girl he liked, as the others he knew where whore’s who would date everyone, if they had not already. However she was different, her mother was killed in a car wreck, when she was at the tender age of thirteen, which left her to live with her abusive father. He went to school with her of course, she missed a few days in seventh grade that year, due to the emotion of the whole ordeal.
The two where almost the same age, but he was born a few months earlier then her, but that did not matter to either of them. They both at the age of fifteen had took the habit of smoking, which has been with him for the rest of his life, all though he did not know if she still had this nasty habit. It calmed them, making them mellow out , and it had formed a relationship with the two. As they began to date, and days went by of her coming over to his house, or him simply walking out of his house, with his parents having a fight, and then going to hers.
Other than them smoking and causing future damage to their health, the two talked and bonded as neither had ever done in their life, and to him he still has not done again. They dated threw this way, making out was not unusually to them. They had thoughts, many on how to make the world a better place, but did not care as they figured the rest of the world should rot in hell, hell like what they had lived in for their whole life. They smoked to calm themself, and plan out the future death, hell they could have pulled the trigger, but they would not.
The simple reason why was because the two never wanted to leave, they wanted to be together forever, the classic love story as they saw, but they knew one day they would die, but at least watch the world around them crumble as they fail. But the relationship came to a halt at later age when he was seventeen, his mother and father moved away, and it seems as she had been left behind. He did something as he left, something that he had not done since he was about eleven or twelve, he let out tears. He knew it was wrong, but he did not care he had what he loved took away from him, and then began to train at a local gym.
Out of the state, and far away from his lover he found something that would help him take out his anger. The tv scene had the men in spandex, fighting it out and playing with these “pure rules”, but a lower class was different. They had boards of light bulbs, and where literally risking their lives, and those of the people who they where against. There was a scene of the men who where making tapes, so they could afford pros, and also stay alive in the acid pit where they crawled.
But then there was that place, where a custom ring was set in some random persons backyard. It could be a real ring, or it could be a home made one, hell even a trampoline to hold the carnage on. These men where taking it to the extreme, as some of the Indy federations where, but most with no experience. This is where he found himself at, before he went under the training at that local gym to become a wrestler.
His motive’s where simple, he was pissed at the crap hole called the world, and was ready to corrupt it for everyone else. They took his lover, so he will take their happiness, and light a match to it, the same match he had to light to his and his girlfriends cigarets. Putting holes in happiness, he finds joy in that, but that is not going to help him out with getting his girl back. Jake and Lacey where dead, they where not able to talk as he had lost her number and was left with a broken heart.
(--------;;--------)
It seemed to be just another day for this man, having images of his younger life taunt him, from when he was with her. Though his new girlfriend, who has really been with him for such a short time is loved, how could he love her more than Lacey? He was with Lacey through the toughest times of the
ed up life, and he was not ready to leave her. He swore on his life, that he would be back to see her again, but as time grew on him it was fading and the thought rarely lingered in his mind, but in the mind was a safe of memories, which he could rarely open, due to the lock being rusted, and the numbers being faded.He was young then, and had grown to forget about it, living on his own with Amber, he thought would ease the thoughts, but no thoughts can be “eased” as he thought, there would always be something to bring him back to that moment, that moment of when he had to leave her. Now tossing the thoughts in his head, like a child at play would do with a ball. Then coming back to him, was the truth, the truth that if he went back he would have a new relationship, it was impassable. Look at it, that one girl who you had broke up with, if under these circumstances, it could be very hard to not brake up with the current girl, so you could have someone who you had loved your whole life.
He knew Amber was good, but had just chipped the ice of what he had with Lacey, they had everything in common. But now he looks at Amber, and really he questions what they have, and then finds nothing. He meet her in the gym, and he was lonely with out a girlfriend, what made it easier for him to want her, was he was desperate, and lets face it she was beautiful. That’s what drew him to her, that is all really, he had no clue about her hell she could be a cereal killer, but it that would turn Jake on more than anything.
(--------;;--------)
“Hello Jay, it’s me again....Remember me, I am the one who caused you to bleed, and I left a mark on the body of you, but now I have to team with your brother??? That piece of crap, can go die for all I care, do you honestly think I am going to care about him? Well lets see would you care about me Kay? I am the man who you lost to in your first match, which really said either I am a very good aspect of the WFWF, to win a handicap match, or lets see you both suck!!! Don’t show for all I care, I can beat the crap out of your brother and his homosexual partner.”