Just so you guys know….I watch "The Sopranos" WAAAAAAAY to much. sorry bout
that
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Chapter 1
Jason was sitting alone in his room. He didn't know what was happening downstairs, but Jason learned a long time ago that it was best to stay away when his uncle was doing "business". Jason layed on his bed and put his headphones on, silently wishing to himself that he could have a different family. It was getting harder to make up excuses to his friends about why he lives with his uncle, and how he can afford to drive that BMW he and his friends had been fantasizing about since they were 12. He tried to force the thoughts out of his mind, but he couldn't.. It had become impossible to think of anything but THAT night. Jason gave in and let the sequence of events play through his mind like they had so many times before…..
In a dreamlike vision Jason looked over and saw the smile on his twin brothers face and his sister laughing in the seat behind him. He could remember it so clearly. It was his birthday, and they were on their way home from dinner and it had started to rain. Everything seemed to be perfect.. But soon the sounds of happiness were replaced with those of screeching tires and shrieks of pain. The next thing Jason knew he was lying on the pavement unable to move, looking at his dad lying motionless in a pool of blood. Jason called out for his family. He prayed for an answer, but the only sound he head was that of the rain beating down on the highway
Jason woke up suddenly and looked at his clock, It was 4:30 in the morning. He had fallen asleep…. Jason sat up in his bed and rolled the sleeve up on his right arm. He examined the scar that extended from his wrist almost to his elbow, his only physical reminder of what happened that night. He thought to himself - - why was I the lucky one ???
Jason forced himself out of bed and headed downstairs to his uncle's study. He sat down in the desk and thought pulled out the bottom drawer as far as it could go. He reached behind it and pulled out a bag. He wasn't sure what was in the bag, but after a few moments he decided it didn't really matter. He spread the white powder over the desk and snorted it.
Jason leaned back in the chair and a tear rolled down his cheek as he thought about his family.
Alright…sorry that this was so short. I guess this is kinda like the prologue or sumthing
oh…and I'm not going to be a dick and require that people post reviews before I write some more. I'll post some more when I have time.
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Chapter 1
Jason was sitting alone in his room. He didn't know what was happening downstairs, but Jason learned a long time ago that it was best to stay away when his uncle was doing "business". Jason layed on his bed and put his headphones on, silently wishing to himself that he could have a different family. It was getting harder to make up excuses to his friends about why he lives with his uncle, and how he can afford to drive that BMW he and his friends had been fantasizing about since they were 12. He tried to force the thoughts out of his mind, but he couldn't.. It had become impossible to think of anything but THAT night. Jason gave in and let the sequence of events play through his mind like they had so many times before…..
In a dreamlike vision Jason looked over and saw the smile on his twin brothers face and his sister laughing in the seat behind him. He could remember it so clearly. It was his birthday, and they were on their way home from dinner and it had started to rain. Everything seemed to be perfect.. But soon the sounds of happiness were replaced with those of screeching tires and shrieks of pain. The next thing Jason knew he was lying on the pavement unable to move, looking at his dad lying motionless in a pool of blood. Jason called out for his family. He prayed for an answer, but the only sound he head was that of the rain beating down on the highway
Jason woke up suddenly and looked at his clock, It was 4:30 in the morning. He had fallen asleep…. Jason sat up in his bed and rolled the sleeve up on his right arm. He examined the scar that extended from his wrist almost to his elbow, his only physical reminder of what happened that night. He thought to himself - - why was I the lucky one ???
Jason forced himself out of bed and headed downstairs to his uncle's study. He sat down in the desk and thought pulled out the bottom drawer as far as it could go. He reached behind it and pulled out a bag. He wasn't sure what was in the bag, but after a few moments he decided it didn't really matter. He spread the white powder over the desk and snorted it.
Jason leaned back in the chair and a tear rolled down his cheek as he thought about his family.
Alright…sorry that this was so short. I guess this is kinda like the prologue or sumthing
oh…and I'm not going to be a dick and require that people post reviews before I write some more. I'll post some more when I have time.
