This story I am quite proud of. It does have its flaws (sooner or later I'll fix them) but, I digress. This was a short story I had to write for my HON Creative Writing class in college. I'm usually not one for writing all that much, but once I started this, it was hard to shut off the metaphorical "faucet." (May have happened because I was stressed out of my mind for tests, hence the violence, lol). I ended up exceeding the word count for this specific assignment by quite a bit, not ashamed. Not one bit. Enjoy This is a quick little gimp picture I did to go along with it. <da:thumb id="2563626245250925"> 

p.s. I will most likely be continuing this story, we'll see if I get the temptation (or enough stress again) to continue it

p.p.s. please don't use my story anywhere without my permission, it is not for free use   

p.p.p.s. this is not based on anyone, just my imagination taking over for a few hours.