HURRY

The man said with some no regard for human life. He didn't understand what he had to do, he took out his knife and killed everything.

This is what my story says about me, if you read my story that's what you'll see and if you don't then you're blind, because I'm pretty sure that this is what I wrote and if I didn't write it then I'm probably sorry that I should have paid more attention. Anyways, what you'll hear this time from my newest story is how I came to be and what happened after I joined the Mafia and were I plan to be and my ambitions and what I do.

Anyways, yes. I joined the mob after throwing people in the lake! After a week of killing people and going to formal birthday parties, I was initated as a Made Man. Everyone was really jealous of how quickly I climbed and said it was probably all the birthday parties that I went too. So they invited me to another one... this one with a reason, a mean reason. A very deadly reason. A reason to kill me, Revan, the storyteller.

I went in knowing FULLY WELL! That they'd want to kill me, so I brought two knifes carved out of my own teeth. So you know they're strong, because I've been once told I was a beaver and a shark mixed together. After I went in, I killed everyone in the room and they died.

It

was

so

sad

It had to be done though. I couldn't help it. So, then when I killed them they got really mad. So here I am now. On the lamb, hiding from them. I write this to let you all know that this might be my last night. I wish you all a merry evenining and a good day. If I do die, me, Revan. I will be very upset. I hear them now. It's almost my time.

I HEAR THEM IN THE ROOM.

OH SHIT THEY HAVE GUNS AND ARE RIGHT IN MY FACE.

NO! IT'S TIME TO GO. IT'S TIME TO SAY GOOD BYE. I AM GOING TO END IT BEFORE

*BANG BANG*

OH GOD MY LEG.

OH GOD IT HURTS SO BAD.

*BANG*

I JUST SHOT MYSELF. GOOD NIGHT CRUEL WORLD.

OH WAIT IT WAS JUST THE MAILMAN. FUCK.

FUCK. WHY DID HE HAVE A GUN, HE SCARED ME.

GOOD BYE :|

Clutching onto the dead body he sobs and tries to perform mouth to mouth, usually this sparked the life back into Revan. This time the body just lay motionless. Lowering the body to the floor he sighs, wipes his tears then walks away.

Beautiful story.

I was at tears near the end, overall, it's a masterpiece that shouldn't be forgotten any time soon. This man was obviously a legend and went well before he should have. Damn the mail man... damn him to hell and back.

Lays a rose on the dead Revan and then takes one of his eyeballs for a tasty late night snack -- what? You'd do it if you knew how great he tastes.

Indeed it's very tragic, but not on the scale of PizzaTheHutt. Never forget.