Willow Brook Heights

We all know the person who lives next door, the person we trust to water are plants, the person we trust to gives your key to in case of that god forbidden emergency but what if this person we trust so dearly has a gun pointed directly towards you head waiting to shoot at any moment. We trust the person next door but do we trust them with our life?

My name is James Rivers; I live in a simple house, on a simple street in a simple neighborhood of Willow Brooks heights. I was never one who would invite drama into my life, I never was one to go looking for it and when it came I was one to block it away but little did I know that by the end of the day drama would find its way into my life and destroy the once polished life I have today.