We All get What We Really Want. The following is a piece of fiction in response to Sex and Greg's (sounds like a series) ruminations on Hell and Evil...EEEEEV---EEEL as in the Fruits of the Devil )name that movie)
(A story about Evil and Hell)
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Robert Maddox landed a quick blow to the forehead of his assailant and planned to grab and twist the young man's arm and send him through the plate glass window to his left when he heard a loud sudden "POP" and dropped down hard, shot.
"This isn't happening" he told himself. "I'll just get up, walk in the house and continue to watch American Idol." But he could see the blood running down the sidewalk...his blood escaping, running away from him like his life.
Next he felt someone going through his pockets. He coughed up some blood and spat it out. "I'll fuck you up," he said quietly.
He died 20 minutes later in a screaming ambulance.
In those few minutes he slowed down...down... down. He heard his own body give out a piece at a time. Down... down...Choking...but like another man choking and dying. "So this is what death is like?"
Yeah Rob. It comes to us all.
Next installment in a few hours.
1 comment:
really like that! triumph too! Did you see the Michael Jackson interview with Triumph? It's on my blog from a week ago and Derek has it too....HILARIOUS!!! cheers. ;)
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