Eiliosdraye
02-26-2009, 09:55 PM
You have to believe, this is scary myself, but I really can't cope with it. You see, I was attacked. Not just attacked, raped. I am pretty scared myself, but I dealt with it. That's not the bad part, you see, not only was I raped, but my ID stolen.
Out goes my cashflow, my job, everything. I was totally, completely, utterly alone. I cried to myself at first, then cried even more when I was sued for rape, it was him I tell you! Please, forgive me god...
Ultimately, this was just a big failure on my part, if I wasn't such a wimp I could probably have survived this. It was just a failure on my part, because i'm such a wuss!
Happily, I see families walking, smiling, I wish I was them. Bitterly, sometimes I wish them dead, why should they be happy? I mean, it's not like I will ever be. Well, it happened something like this.
Amazingly, I survived my attacker, and when I came home, I looked in my wallet. Nothing. Blank. Not even my ID, all of it, even the deed to my house which I carry in my wallet for some reason. All gone.
Very annoyingly, a man showed up rather roughly. My attacker. He had the police with him, and he looked different, but the voice was unmistakable. It was him. I hated him more then anything.
Everyone knows Identify Theft is annoying, but there was nothing I could do about it. He claimed I was his twin brother, his plastic surgery was that great, and that I took over the place, and he wanted it back. They BELIEVED HIM.
Looking around, frantically, for any proof, the officer cleared his throat, and told me to leave. My own house, I tell you! He kicked me out of my own house!
Ordinarily, this would not be a big deal; but this was huge. My entire posessions were taken, I would be fine if I had 200 bucks missing, but I was going to go sell my house, now I have nothing.
So, as you can see, my plight was terrible, but what's worse is the fact that I was fired. Apparantly, I was a negative influence on the kids who were going to come there, so I was fired on the spon.
Tired, I went to a homeless shelter, crying to myself... if only things were easier. If only I was one of those families I despised so much. It was just too much, and I fell asleep.
The worst part about it was the fact my wife left me before hand, I had nothing to rely on. My parents have been out of the country for years, and I had no money, I had nothing.
Heroes? Firefighters? Bah, I hated all of them. They saved all the good people with good lives. Did they save me? No. They didn't, because I had nothing. NOTHING.
Ending my last hopes was the media attention. They all DESPISED me. Nobody believed me, I was that crazy homeless guy whom nobody knew about. My parents knew so little about technology, I was doomed.
Ghay, all of this. Just Ghay, speaking to you now, God, it's me, William. I have given up on everything, give me a sign, please, just anything. Anything at all.
Amazingly, a bird flew by. You sent him, right? I feel so much better... maybe my soul will see eternal rest for what I am going to do.
My soul was happy, I was ready to do this. I hung the rope across a pipe, and put it around my neck. When I was about to jump, I heard a loud noise.
Entranced, I looked, and saw my mother. She said, "You can't do this William! You can't!", I asked why not, and she replied "Read the first letter of every line!"
Out goes my cashflow, my job, everything. I was totally, completely, utterly alone. I cried to myself at first, then cried even more when I was sued for rape, it was him I tell you! Please, forgive me god...
Ultimately, this was just a big failure on my part, if I wasn't such a wimp I could probably have survived this. It was just a failure on my part, because i'm such a wuss!
Happily, I see families walking, smiling, I wish I was them. Bitterly, sometimes I wish them dead, why should they be happy? I mean, it's not like I will ever be. Well, it happened something like this.
Amazingly, I survived my attacker, and when I came home, I looked in my wallet. Nothing. Blank. Not even my ID, all of it, even the deed to my house which I carry in my wallet for some reason. All gone.
Very annoyingly, a man showed up rather roughly. My attacker. He had the police with him, and he looked different, but the voice was unmistakable. It was him. I hated him more then anything.
Everyone knows Identify Theft is annoying, but there was nothing I could do about it. He claimed I was his twin brother, his plastic surgery was that great, and that I took over the place, and he wanted it back. They BELIEVED HIM.
Looking around, frantically, for any proof, the officer cleared his throat, and told me to leave. My own house, I tell you! He kicked me out of my own house!
Ordinarily, this would not be a big deal; but this was huge. My entire posessions were taken, I would be fine if I had 200 bucks missing, but I was going to go sell my house, now I have nothing.
So, as you can see, my plight was terrible, but what's worse is the fact that I was fired. Apparantly, I was a negative influence on the kids who were going to come there, so I was fired on the spon.
Tired, I went to a homeless shelter, crying to myself... if only things were easier. If only I was one of those families I despised so much. It was just too much, and I fell asleep.
The worst part about it was the fact my wife left me before hand, I had nothing to rely on. My parents have been out of the country for years, and I had no money, I had nothing.
Heroes? Firefighters? Bah, I hated all of them. They saved all the good people with good lives. Did they save me? No. They didn't, because I had nothing. NOTHING.
Ending my last hopes was the media attention. They all DESPISED me. Nobody believed me, I was that crazy homeless guy whom nobody knew about. My parents knew so little about technology, I was doomed.
Ghay, all of this. Just Ghay, speaking to you now, God, it's me, William. I have given up on everything, give me a sign, please, just anything. Anything at all.
Amazingly, a bird flew by. You sent him, right? I feel so much better... maybe my soul will see eternal rest for what I am going to do.
My soul was happy, I was ready to do this. I hung the rope across a pipe, and put it around my neck. When I was about to jump, I heard a loud noise.
Entranced, I looked, and saw my mother. She said, "You can't do this William! You can't!", I asked why not, and she replied "Read the first letter of every line!"