Late Last Night


ch. 11






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Prisoner #4362, Michael "Kid Blink" Parker.

September 14, 1900




I asked if I could have some paper and a pen, and to my surprise, the guards agreed. I


guess their trying to keep me from freaking out now that my sentence is so close. I'm


scared, but I know that what I did was wrong, and I guess that's why I'm writing now. I


only have a few minutes left on this earth, and I don't intend to waist them. I would give


anything to take it all back. They told me that one of the last things that Dutchy wrote,


was that he forgave me. I can't believe that he could forgive me after what I put him


through. If I had been in his shoes, I would have cursed myself to Hell a thousand times


over. That's why Dutchy was a better person than me. He also wrote that he hopes God


forgives me, and I hope so too, although I know I don't deserve it. I. AM. SORRY. I


have never been more sorry in all of my life. The truth is, I didn't mean to kill Dutchy,


and I certainly didn't mean to kill Mush. It's just... I couldn't help it. No one here believes


me, but it's true. When Mush told me that he wanted to end our relationship, something


just.... snapped. It was like someone else took over my body entirely. The same thing


happened when Dutchy told me that he and Mush were together before Mush died. I


couldn't help it, and I'm so sorry. I've pretty much given up any hopes I had of getting


into heaven, always assuming that heaven exists. I killed two people in cold blood, and I


deserve to spend eternity in Hell. If their is a heaven, I hope that Mush and Dutchy are


together. I pray that they are happy, and that they both forgive me. If I could do it all


over, things would have turned out differently. But in this life, there are no such things as


second chances. So in closing I just wanted to say, I'm sorry. Please, everyone, forgive


me.



Blink


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As Blink finished the last letter that he would ever write, the guard walked into his cell.



"It's time." The guard said.



"I know." Blink responded.



"Let's go." The guard urges.



Blink remains unmoving.



"Get up. Get up boy... Come on..."






TBC


A/N: The next chapter is the last chapter!