Things I Love About Halloween.

1. The candy
2. The costumes
3. The decorations
4. The fact that its a Friday
5. The football game
6. The parties
7. The food
8. The preoccupation of law enforcement.
9. Getting rid of old candy
10. Haunted houses

Everyone should know that if you dress up as one of the biggest warlords of the century, not to mention mass murderer things are not going to go as planned. The kid that got Halloween costumes banned from his school should have know that he was going to get into trouble dressing up as Hitler; who had millions of people executed, and caused a World War.

I reely don't know

This is my story

This is my story. This is how it all ended. They say America is a land of dreams, but what they don't know is that everybody's dream is to end up on top. Nobody cares who they hurt as long as they end up on top. I was one of the people they thought they could make disappear. They were wrong. What everybody always forgets is that for every action there is a reaction. It might not be equal, and it definitely won't be fair if its me you thought you could get rid of. Too bad nobody will ever hear my tale. Why, because dead men tell no tales.
It all started with some low life who thought he ran the streets. Too bad there were others who thought the same thing. The difference was is that they had more money than he did. He died thinking he was on top of his game, and some other scumbag gained importance. The real trouble was this guy who moved up is that he thought I could be dealt with the same way. He put three .45 slugs in my chest, and dumped the body in some ditch. Too bad I wasn't dead. I crawled out of the ditch to the nearest house. They didn't want anything to do with me. I decided not to kill the little boy who was still asleep in his crib. His mother and father, not so lucky. It took me almost a month to recover. Now its payback time.
The real trouble is that the lowlife who shot me is now Houston's mayor. He won saying he was gonna clean up the streets. He had always been a good lair, no wonder he was such a good politician. First I was gonna tear his business apart, I was going to let him know that I was not only going to kill him, but that I was also going to destroy him and everybody around him. This took about six months to do effectively. I also mailed every person he trusted s head. He was soon killing anybody he thought might be connected to me. The real trouble with being in charge is that everybody always notices when you mess up. The wrong people noticed him before the public did. His men who he thought he commanded cut him wide open and left him for dead in the same ditch that he left me in. I was waiting for him. My face was the last thing he saw before he bled out.
This is part of my story, but its not the end of it.

Birthdays

Birthdays make many people very happy, I am not one of those people. To me birthdays are fun until you get to be 18 or 21 when u really don't have anything to look forward to anymore; except the presents, but why do people give you presents. Do they want you to experience some happiness before you die. A birthday to me is nothing more than a year closer to dying of old age. So if you want to celebrate somebody dying then have fun.