Writing short stories can be very valuable to building your writing career. Short stories are also a very quick way to put your feelings on paper. Starting to write short stories can be a tough endeavor but the more you write the better you will get. In the next couple of weeks I will be submitting a 10 part series on how to write your short story. This will be the third edition on how to write short stories.
You Have To Build Your Character
It is important to make your character bigger then real life. The key to this is knowing more about the character then you will ever need or use in your story. Below I will make a list of character traits that you should think about for your character.
Name, age, job, ethnicity, appearance, residence, something hated, secrets, strong memories, any illnesses, nervous gestures, sleep patterns, favorite colors, friends, favorite foods, drinking patterns, phobias, faults, pets, religion, hobbies, marital status, kids, temperament.
It’s really only important that you build all these traits for your character. The reader doesn’t have to know all of them but they will help you when you are making your character believable for your reader. There is however four important areas that your reader needs to know.
Appearance- Your reader does have to be able to visualize what your character looks like.
Actions- You have to describe actions so that your reader can understand what kind of person your character is.
Speech- Your character has to be always talking. This will develop him quicker as a character instead of just announcing important facts.
Thoughts- You have to show your characters memories, fears, hopes or whatever feelings you would like. This will bring your character into the readers mind.
This is just a brief outline into building an identity for your character that the reader can identify with and also believe in. This is the end of my third article on how to write a short story. I make these tips available because I think there is an author in everyone. Just because you write doesn’t mean you have to get paid for it. You should first and foremost write because you love it and everything will eventually fall into place.
Dale Mazurek
Dale is a professional on line writer. You can find his writing tips at http://stcajo-readshortstories.blogspot.com/ two of his other very popular blogs can be found at http://relationshiptidbits.blogspot.com/ and http://fishingtutor.blogspot.com/
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Showing posts with label short stories. Show all posts
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Thursday, April 12, 2007
How To Write A Short Story (Part 2)
Writing short stories can be very valuable to your writing career. Short stories are also a very quick way to put your feelings on paper. Starting to write short stories can be a tough project but the more you write the better you will get. In the next couple of weeks I will be submitting a 10 part series on how to write short stories. This will be the second edition on how to write short stories.
First Paragraph Has To Be The Catchy One
Everyone today is reading but there reading fast. We live in such a high paced environment that people who do read need to be caught in the first paragraph or else there gone to the next story. The first paragraph has to be unusual. What happens has to be unexpected and full of conflict and action right from the beginning. It is a short story and the beginning is always close to the end so there is no room for being lazy when it comes to short stories.
The Rest Of The Paragraph
You have to figure out where your character fits in with the conflict and you have to introduce the protagonist and give a hint into how he is going to make things difficult.
Put It Together
Now the two parts have to be put together. It is important that you at least understand a bit about fiction before making the two come together. It’s not so different from preparing your favorite meal. It makes a big difference in the meal if you put the wrong ingredients as compared to the right ones. Your story is no different than this. As long as you put the right amount of rules in the right place then your first paragraph will be a great paragraph.
This is the end of my second article on how to write a short story. I make these tips available because I think there is an author in everyone. Just because you write doesn’t mean you have to get paid for it. You should first and foremost write because you love it and everything will eventually fall into place.
Dale Mazurek
Dale is in the process of getting his first novel published. You can read some of his short stories at http://stcajo-readshortstories.blogspot.com/ You can also check in on a couple of his interactive blogs at http://relationshiptidbits.blogspot.com/ and http://fishingtutor.blogspot.com/
First Paragraph Has To Be The Catchy One
Everyone today is reading but there reading fast. We live in such a high paced environment that people who do read need to be caught in the first paragraph or else there gone to the next story. The first paragraph has to be unusual. What happens has to be unexpected and full of conflict and action right from the beginning. It is a short story and the beginning is always close to the end so there is no room for being lazy when it comes to short stories.
The Rest Of The Paragraph
You have to figure out where your character fits in with the conflict and you have to introduce the protagonist and give a hint into how he is going to make things difficult.
Put It Together
Now the two parts have to be put together. It is important that you at least understand a bit about fiction before making the two come together. It’s not so different from preparing your favorite meal. It makes a big difference in the meal if you put the wrong ingredients as compared to the right ones. Your story is no different than this. As long as you put the right amount of rules in the right place then your first paragraph will be a great paragraph.
This is the end of my second article on how to write a short story. I make these tips available because I think there is an author in everyone. Just because you write doesn’t mean you have to get paid for it. You should first and foremost write because you love it and everything will eventually fall into place.
Dale Mazurek
Dale is in the process of getting his first novel published. You can read some of his short stories at http://stcajo-readshortstories.blogspot.com/ You can also check in on a couple of his interactive blogs at http://relationshiptidbits.blogspot.com/ and http://fishingtutor.blogspot.com/
Friday, April 6, 2007
How To Write A Short Story (Part 1)
Writing short stories can be very valuable to your writing career. Short stories are also very quick ways to put on paper what you’re feeling about something. Starting to write short stories can be a tough project but the more you write the better you will get at it. In the next couple of weeks I will be submitting a 10 part series on how to write your short stories. This will be the first edition on writing short stories.
Getting Started
1. Write your list without stopping. Figure out your plots, tones and characters. Develop these things from things you know. Use things that make you smile and things that make you angry or sad. Now a story is starting to develop around your ideas.
2. Think about times in your life that were stressful or happy. Pick a few of them and write a paragraph on each one.
3. Choose a word that is going to be the main word of your story. Write it in the middle of the page and then start writing around it. Write any other words that come to mind and just keep writing. When you are sure your done you can circle all the words that you think link together and that you are going to use in your story.
4. Keep everything that you write. It doesn’t matter how messy or organized it is just make sure you keep it so you can look back and possibly use some of the material in future writings.
5. It doesn’t matter how you feel. You have to sit down and write every day. It can be for ten minutes or 4 hours. That doesn’t matter as long as you are writing something every day.
6. Don’t be scared to use other people’s stories. I don’t mean plagiarizing but I mean listening. Just listen to what people are saying. The stories people have can be very interesting and can be great topics for your short stories.
7. Read every day. I don’t care how much or what but you should be reading every day. This will give you insight into what other people are writing about plus it will show you different styles of writing. You cannot be successful at writing if you don’t read.
This is the end of my first article on how to write a short story. I make these tips available because I think there is an author in everyone. Just because you write doesn’t mean you have to get paid for it. You should first and foremost write because you love it and everything will eventually fall into place.
Dale Mazurek
Dale is in the process of getting his first novel published. You can read some of his short stories and more writing tips at his writing blog at http://stcajo-readshortstories.blogspot.com/ You can also check in on a couple of his interactive blogs at http://relationshiptidbits.blogspot.com/ and http://fishingtutor.blogspot.com/
Getting Started
1. Write your list without stopping. Figure out your plots, tones and characters. Develop these things from things you know. Use things that make you smile and things that make you angry or sad. Now a story is starting to develop around your ideas.
2. Think about times in your life that were stressful or happy. Pick a few of them and write a paragraph on each one.
3. Choose a word that is going to be the main word of your story. Write it in the middle of the page and then start writing around it. Write any other words that come to mind and just keep writing. When you are sure your done you can circle all the words that you think link together and that you are going to use in your story.
4. Keep everything that you write. It doesn’t matter how messy or organized it is just make sure you keep it so you can look back and possibly use some of the material in future writings.
5. It doesn’t matter how you feel. You have to sit down and write every day. It can be for ten minutes or 4 hours. That doesn’t matter as long as you are writing something every day.
6. Don’t be scared to use other people’s stories. I don’t mean plagiarizing but I mean listening. Just listen to what people are saying. The stories people have can be very interesting and can be great topics for your short stories.
7. Read every day. I don’t care how much or what but you should be reading every day. This will give you insight into what other people are writing about plus it will show you different styles of writing. You cannot be successful at writing if you don’t read.
This is the end of my first article on how to write a short story. I make these tips available because I think there is an author in everyone. Just because you write doesn’t mean you have to get paid for it. You should first and foremost write because you love it and everything will eventually fall into place.
Dale Mazurek
Dale is in the process of getting his first novel published. You can read some of his short stories and more writing tips at his writing blog at http://stcajo-readshortstories.blogspot.com/ You can also check in on a couple of his interactive blogs at http://relationshiptidbits.blogspot.com/ and http://fishingtutor.blogspot.com/
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Hello to everyone
First I would just like to say thanks to everyone who has taken the time to drop by and have a look at my blog. The series on how to write a novel is quickly coming to an end so I suggest you guys use it however you want because shortly after its done on my blog I plan on formatting it and making an e book out of it. However for now it is still free to my readers so enjoy. Some of the things that are coming up in my blog are more short stories. I have no shortage of them in fact I am at about 1000 written with plans for another 1000. I will also be giving tips on anything from writing poetry to writing an effective resume, business letter, short story, thesis, book report and many other writing topics. So there will be a great mixture of learning going on inside my blog.
Another exciting thing that is happening is the launching of my two newest blogs. I am fine tuning them right now and hope to have them open to the public by the weekend. One is about fishing for the everyday guy and the other is about relationships. I am very excited about both of them. I also wouldn’t mind if you took a look at the site that I promote. It does make me a lot of money on the internet. Some people consider it the best training tool available for working on line. I will leave that link at the bottom of the page.
So for now I will once more say thank you and hope you keep enjoying coming to my blog. I would also ask that you tell your friends and family about my writings because I hope I could have many interesting things for different people.
Remember every second you don’t use is a second you can never have back no matter how hard you work.
Here is the link to my ProfitLance site http://stcajo.profitlan.hop.clickbank.net
And here is the site to my very popular affiliate marketing blog. http://affiliatemarketingfornewbies.blogspot.com/
Thanks Dale Mazurek
Another exciting thing that is happening is the launching of my two newest blogs. I am fine tuning them right now and hope to have them open to the public by the weekend. One is about fishing for the everyday guy and the other is about relationships. I am very excited about both of them. I also wouldn’t mind if you took a look at the site that I promote. It does make me a lot of money on the internet. Some people consider it the best training tool available for working on line. I will leave that link at the bottom of the page.
So for now I will once more say thank you and hope you keep enjoying coming to my blog. I would also ask that you tell your friends and family about my writings because I hope I could have many interesting things for different people.
Remember every second you don’t use is a second you can never have back no matter how hard you work.
Here is the link to my ProfitLance site http://stcajo.profitlan.hop.clickbank.net
And here is the site to my very popular affiliate marketing blog. http://affiliatemarketingfornewbies.blogspot.com/
Thanks Dale Mazurek
LAST CIRCUS
John was on his way to his most favorite thing in the world. He was on his way to the circus side show. Some people might ask how a circus side show could be a full grown mans favorite place to visit. What most people didn’t know was that this side show was no ordinary side show, and for some reason you knew it wasn’t ordinary then chances are you wouldn’t be around to talk about it. Even john had no clue as to why he was still around. He guessed it was because he could keep his mouth shut and the people at the show knew it.
Today was like any other day. John was excited as he walked around the back of the circus tent. There was a long line up of people waiting to see the side show as there usually was. John knew that once inside there was two ways to go. Most would go to the right but for those very few that took the other route; this would be the last time they would ever wait in any lineup again anytime anywhere.
Once inside John knew which way he wanted to go. He took a left through door marked maintenance and almost immediately found himself sliding down a very long dark tunnel. He knew he was getting close to the bottom because the screams were getting louder. Now these were the sounds he looked forward to all year long. Finally he hit bottom and the zombies started coming at him until they realized who it was that just came through the chute. Almost immediately they turned back forgetting he was even there. Then they continued on with the events happening right in front of john.
Gathered around a circle shaped cage were about 30 zombies. The undead that kept this freaky side show running. Hollywood was right on with their renditions of what zombies should look like. In the middle of the cage there was3 adults screaming. They had body parts missing; they were bleeding profusely, while begging for their lives. The zombies were taking turns entering the cage to get pieces of these humans. They would then leave to eat while the next one entered. This vicious cycle would carry on until there was no food left. Then they would have to wait for the next person to come sliding down the chute.
John had been coming down here for over ten years now. He didn’t know what kept him coming but for him it was some kind of crazy turn on.
A few seconds later another unsuspecting victim came sliding down the chute. Almost immediately everything changed for john. He had never felt the experience he was feeling right now. For the first time in ten years he didn’t want this girl to be eaten. He had seen many pretty ladies come down this chute but none that have ever given him the feelings that he was experiencing right now. The girl looked directly into his eyes as she was being pulled away to be thrown in the cage.
John knew there was nothing he could do. The entire time this girl was being ripped apart she never said a word. She never whimpered in pain but instead just stared at John until there was no longer any life left in her body. This did something to him. Something that made him rethink his last ten years.
He knew there was nothing he could do at the moment, however at that moment he decided that once he got out of there he would finally some way put a stop to this insanity. Immediately he knew he was in trouble. What he hadn’t known all these years was that these zombies could read his mind. They all started coming towards him. John tried getting away but only through his instincts to live. He knew it was a waste of time. He quickly realized that not now or ever would he see the light of day again.
The pain was excruciating as the zombies started taking turns at ripping his body parts off of him. He had absolutely no idea why but his very final thought as a living human being was at how this year’s circus side show was a let down.
Dale Mazurek
Today was like any other day. John was excited as he walked around the back of the circus tent. There was a long line up of people waiting to see the side show as there usually was. John knew that once inside there was two ways to go. Most would go to the right but for those very few that took the other route; this would be the last time they would ever wait in any lineup again anytime anywhere.
Once inside John knew which way he wanted to go. He took a left through door marked maintenance and almost immediately found himself sliding down a very long dark tunnel. He knew he was getting close to the bottom because the screams were getting louder. Now these were the sounds he looked forward to all year long. Finally he hit bottom and the zombies started coming at him until they realized who it was that just came through the chute. Almost immediately they turned back forgetting he was even there. Then they continued on with the events happening right in front of john.
Gathered around a circle shaped cage were about 30 zombies. The undead that kept this freaky side show running. Hollywood was right on with their renditions of what zombies should look like. In the middle of the cage there was3 adults screaming. They had body parts missing; they were bleeding profusely, while begging for their lives. The zombies were taking turns entering the cage to get pieces of these humans. They would then leave to eat while the next one entered. This vicious cycle would carry on until there was no food left. Then they would have to wait for the next person to come sliding down the chute.
John had been coming down here for over ten years now. He didn’t know what kept him coming but for him it was some kind of crazy turn on.
A few seconds later another unsuspecting victim came sliding down the chute. Almost immediately everything changed for john. He had never felt the experience he was feeling right now. For the first time in ten years he didn’t want this girl to be eaten. He had seen many pretty ladies come down this chute but none that have ever given him the feelings that he was experiencing right now. The girl looked directly into his eyes as she was being pulled away to be thrown in the cage.
John knew there was nothing he could do. The entire time this girl was being ripped apart she never said a word. She never whimpered in pain but instead just stared at John until there was no longer any life left in her body. This did something to him. Something that made him rethink his last ten years.
He knew there was nothing he could do at the moment, however at that moment he decided that once he got out of there he would finally some way put a stop to this insanity. Immediately he knew he was in trouble. What he hadn’t known all these years was that these zombies could read his mind. They all started coming towards him. John tried getting away but only through his instincts to live. He knew it was a waste of time. He quickly realized that not now or ever would he see the light of day again.
The pain was excruciating as the zombies started taking turns at ripping his body parts off of him. He had absolutely no idea why but his very final thought as a living human being was at how this year’s circus side show was a let down.
Dale Mazurek
Monday, March 5, 2007
JAKES MAFIA
This was the fifth year in a row now and business was better then ever. Jake started his black market business at camp five years ago. When he started it involved mostly chocolate bars and other candy products but over the five years the business has grown tremendously. Jake now stocks anything from the original candy bars to now being able to get cam corders, computers and even items as big as 52 inch televisions. Jake had a partner at camp. His name is Brian. He also had several partners outside of camp. He never knew their names and never wanted to. Two months at camp, Jake and Brian could make enough cash to get through the entire year until next years camp. That how ever didn’t stop them from working their business in the off season it’s just that this was their primary selling season. What Jake and Brian didn’t know was that things were going to go bad this year. There were going to very bad.
The boys were well in to their first out of nine selling weeks. Sales were great. Hell it even looked like it would be a record year. What you have to remember was that Jake was selling to some of these kids for five years now. The kids came to camp prepared to spend money. Hell even some parents gave their kids money to get them items. Of course they would never admit it but Jake knew what was happening. And honestly he didn’t care where the items were going as long as the cash was going in his pocket.
On the seventh day Jake noticed a dramatic down fall in sales. He decided to not sweat it and see what happened the next day. Well the next day was worse so he knew that he had to investigate to see what was going on. So now he and Brian were on a mission. It took no time at all to find the problem. Another camper had moved in on their territory. Jake was furious. The guy selling was a friend of Jakes. Well an ex friend now. When Jake went to approach him two of the other campers stepped in front of him. Gary the new kid on the block wouldn’t even acknowledge that Brian and Jake were there. He just kept on selling as if nothing was going on. At that moment Jake decided that walking away would be the best thing for now but he also knew that in no way was he done.
That night Jake lay in bed wondering how he was going to deal with the situation at hand. He figured if he could get to talk to Gary one on one that he could make things right. Jake was a little worried because all his product was bought on credit and the guys he bought it from weren’t very nice guys. They trusted Jake because he always made good but he knew they wouldn’t hesitate to deal with a situation that may go bad. Sleep was very limited that night. However when Jake woke up in the morning he felt like it would be a good day. Little did he know that today would be the day that the snowball started rolling down the hill.
Jake got up and had a shower before he made his way over to where Gary was working. He decided to get it over and done with instead of procrastinating. Once he got to Garys venue once again the same two guys stepped out in front of him. Jake was very nice about the situation. Inside he was boiling over but he knew that at this point anger wasn’t the solution. Jake asked that he be allowed to talk to Gary for a few minutes. One of the big dudes went over and said something before coming back and letting Jake through. Jake was excited. He was sure he was about to get this thing resolved.
It didn’t take long for Jake to realize that this conversation was going to get nothing resolved. Jake was nice about things at first. He reminded Gary that this had been his gig for five years. He reminded him that friends don’t screw other friends over. Jake even offered Gary a share of the business next year but this year he had obligations to fulfill and with the new business this was going to be very tough to do. There was no hesitation, no sympathy, absolutely no caring from Gary. He reminded Jake that it was a free world. He told Jake that he didn’t care about his problems and there was no way he was going to quit what was now filling his pockets with more cash then he had ever known.
Jake snapped. He tried to get at Gary but was very surprised at the quickness of the two guys that were there to guard Gary. The guys hauled Jake out of the area. The entire time Jake was making promises of retribution. He promised Gary that this wasn’t over and that by the end of the week there once again would be only one guy selling here. The two brutes warned Jake not to come back to the area unless he was coming to do business.
Jake now walked away. He was defeated for now but he knew he wasn’t going to take this laying down. He did however wonder what the business had come to that his competition was actually using body guards. For Jake it turned out to be a long day. His business had dropped about 80 percent. On top of all that he had to make a product payment. This week was fine because he had a great week but what would happen if he couldn’t get his sales the following week. He didn’t want to think what would happen. He was never in that position before but he knew that his suppliers weren’t nice guys.
The next week rolled around and Jakes business was even worse now. He had no where enough cash to pay his supplier. He decided to be honest and ask for an extension and see what happened. Jake was quite surprised. His meeting went well. The guys he owed money to reminded him that they were a team and that they would help him out in any way possible. Jake was impressed. Maybe things were looking up. He slept the best he did in a week. Come morning however everything would change. All of his endeavors would be hoisted to a new level.
The following morning Jake was awakened by first the sounds of screams and secondly a commotion building out side his cabin. He quickly got out of bed to see what was going on. What Jake saw next was enough to drive him over the edge. This was something that only happened in the movies. There on the side of his cabin were Garys two body guards. It was quite obvious they were dead. There eyes were missing, there hearts were lying at their feet and they were nailed to the wall. Jake knew immediately what happened. He didn’t want to believe it but there was no denying it. His suppliers had decided to help him but in a million years Jake never thought it would come to this. All around him people were crying, throwing up and screaming. Then all at once Jake noticed something funny going on. He saw everybody moving away from him. He didn’t want to think it but he could see how they would. Everybody thought that this was Jakes handy work. After all everybody did hear him threatening Gary.
Minutes later the cops arrived. Jake was sure things would get straightened out now. He was totally wrong because at the end of the day it was Jake that was hauled away in hand cuffs and charged with two counts of murder. It seemed like there was nothing he could say that would make the police think any different.
3 weeks later Jake had his trial. The evidence against him was so over whelming that even he would have convicted him self. Obviously the jury was thinking the same thing because they only needed an hour to come back with a guilty verdict. Jake was sentenced to 50 years for both murders with no chance of parole. After all was said and done Jake guessed that it was his suppliers that set him up so when the guards told him that Gary was there to visit him it was a little surprising.
The conversation went quite well. Jake tried to convince Gary that he was innocent. Gary wouldn’t have any of that but he also knew that their conversation was being monitored. Their talk lasted another 10 minutes before Gary told Jake that he had to leave. He told Jake that his business was thriving. Then Gary did something he knew he wasn’t suppose to do but he also knew that he didn’t need to ever come back to this place. Gary bent over and asked Jake if he liked his handy work he had left on the wall of the cabin. Gary was immediately escorted out. Jake just sat there with the wind knocked out of his sails. He would have never thought it if he didn’t hear it for himself.
Dale Mazurek
The boys were well in to their first out of nine selling weeks. Sales were great. Hell it even looked like it would be a record year. What you have to remember was that Jake was selling to some of these kids for five years now. The kids came to camp prepared to spend money. Hell even some parents gave their kids money to get them items. Of course they would never admit it but Jake knew what was happening. And honestly he didn’t care where the items were going as long as the cash was going in his pocket.
On the seventh day Jake noticed a dramatic down fall in sales. He decided to not sweat it and see what happened the next day. Well the next day was worse so he knew that he had to investigate to see what was going on. So now he and Brian were on a mission. It took no time at all to find the problem. Another camper had moved in on their territory. Jake was furious. The guy selling was a friend of Jakes. Well an ex friend now. When Jake went to approach him two of the other campers stepped in front of him. Gary the new kid on the block wouldn’t even acknowledge that Brian and Jake were there. He just kept on selling as if nothing was going on. At that moment Jake decided that walking away would be the best thing for now but he also knew that in no way was he done.
That night Jake lay in bed wondering how he was going to deal with the situation at hand. He figured if he could get to talk to Gary one on one that he could make things right. Jake was a little worried because all his product was bought on credit and the guys he bought it from weren’t very nice guys. They trusted Jake because he always made good but he knew they wouldn’t hesitate to deal with a situation that may go bad. Sleep was very limited that night. However when Jake woke up in the morning he felt like it would be a good day. Little did he know that today would be the day that the snowball started rolling down the hill.
Jake got up and had a shower before he made his way over to where Gary was working. He decided to get it over and done with instead of procrastinating. Once he got to Garys venue once again the same two guys stepped out in front of him. Jake was very nice about the situation. Inside he was boiling over but he knew that at this point anger wasn’t the solution. Jake asked that he be allowed to talk to Gary for a few minutes. One of the big dudes went over and said something before coming back and letting Jake through. Jake was excited. He was sure he was about to get this thing resolved.
It didn’t take long for Jake to realize that this conversation was going to get nothing resolved. Jake was nice about things at first. He reminded Gary that this had been his gig for five years. He reminded him that friends don’t screw other friends over. Jake even offered Gary a share of the business next year but this year he had obligations to fulfill and with the new business this was going to be very tough to do. There was no hesitation, no sympathy, absolutely no caring from Gary. He reminded Jake that it was a free world. He told Jake that he didn’t care about his problems and there was no way he was going to quit what was now filling his pockets with more cash then he had ever known.
Jake snapped. He tried to get at Gary but was very surprised at the quickness of the two guys that were there to guard Gary. The guys hauled Jake out of the area. The entire time Jake was making promises of retribution. He promised Gary that this wasn’t over and that by the end of the week there once again would be only one guy selling here. The two brutes warned Jake not to come back to the area unless he was coming to do business.
Jake now walked away. He was defeated for now but he knew he wasn’t going to take this laying down. He did however wonder what the business had come to that his competition was actually using body guards. For Jake it turned out to be a long day. His business had dropped about 80 percent. On top of all that he had to make a product payment. This week was fine because he had a great week but what would happen if he couldn’t get his sales the following week. He didn’t want to think what would happen. He was never in that position before but he knew that his suppliers weren’t nice guys.
The next week rolled around and Jakes business was even worse now. He had no where enough cash to pay his supplier. He decided to be honest and ask for an extension and see what happened. Jake was quite surprised. His meeting went well. The guys he owed money to reminded him that they were a team and that they would help him out in any way possible. Jake was impressed. Maybe things were looking up. He slept the best he did in a week. Come morning however everything would change. All of his endeavors would be hoisted to a new level.
The following morning Jake was awakened by first the sounds of screams and secondly a commotion building out side his cabin. He quickly got out of bed to see what was going on. What Jake saw next was enough to drive him over the edge. This was something that only happened in the movies. There on the side of his cabin were Garys two body guards. It was quite obvious they were dead. There eyes were missing, there hearts were lying at their feet and they were nailed to the wall. Jake knew immediately what happened. He didn’t want to believe it but there was no denying it. His suppliers had decided to help him but in a million years Jake never thought it would come to this. All around him people were crying, throwing up and screaming. Then all at once Jake noticed something funny going on. He saw everybody moving away from him. He didn’t want to think it but he could see how they would. Everybody thought that this was Jakes handy work. After all everybody did hear him threatening Gary.
Minutes later the cops arrived. Jake was sure things would get straightened out now. He was totally wrong because at the end of the day it was Jake that was hauled away in hand cuffs and charged with two counts of murder. It seemed like there was nothing he could say that would make the police think any different.
3 weeks later Jake had his trial. The evidence against him was so over whelming that even he would have convicted him self. Obviously the jury was thinking the same thing because they only needed an hour to come back with a guilty verdict. Jake was sentenced to 50 years for both murders with no chance of parole. After all was said and done Jake guessed that it was his suppliers that set him up so when the guards told him that Gary was there to visit him it was a little surprising.
The conversation went quite well. Jake tried to convince Gary that he was innocent. Gary wouldn’t have any of that but he also knew that their conversation was being monitored. Their talk lasted another 10 minutes before Gary told Jake that he had to leave. He told Jake that his business was thriving. Then Gary did something he knew he wasn’t suppose to do but he also knew that he didn’t need to ever come back to this place. Gary bent over and asked Jake if he liked his handy work he had left on the wall of the cabin. Gary was immediately escorted out. Jake just sat there with the wind knocked out of his sails. He would have never thought it if he didn’t hear it for himself.
Dale Mazurek
IT’S A BIRD, IT’S A PLANE, IT’S A DEVIL
When Jakes little sister came running in the house he immediately knew it was going to be trouble. He could see the evil in the kitty. But he also knew there was no sense arguing with his mom and dad because they had already told Courtney that she could have it. From experience he knew that his sister was a spoiled brat and anything she wanted she got. So Jake decided he would keep an eye on this cat and the first sign of anything bad he would take care of the problem himself.
The days went on and even though nothing seemed to be happening Jake still grew more and more suspicious of the cat. He didn’t know what it was but there was no doubt in his mind that someone in the family was going to find out. The weird thing was that the cat looked at Jake as if it knew what he was thinking.
A few more weeks had gone by when Jake had almost let his guard down the first event finally happened. First of all this cat was growing a lot bigger than it should have but that didn’t seem to matter to anyone. Jake was walking past the barn when out of the corner of his eye he spotted something moving on the fence. When Jake looked up it was the weirdest thing. It was as if the cat had been waiting for him because to Jake it looked like it smirked before jumping on the back of one of the laying hens and killing it almost immediately. Jake was terrified and frozen which in turn gave the cat time to get back to the house before Jake could. When Jake got back to the house he tried to tell his mom and dad what he saw but of course Courtney got all cranky and denied everything on behalf of her cat. Jake took his dad out and showed him and he couldn’t believe it when he blamed the dead hen on either Jakes dog or coyotes.
Jake was furious and decided that he was going to take care of this problem him self and he was going to do it tonight. So later on in the evening Courtney was playing with her dolls, mom and dad were watching television and Jake knew the cat was still out side so he decided it was time to make it disappear. Jake knew it would be sleeping on the deck so that’s where he headed and sure enough there was the cat. Jake walked up slowly behind it and just when he was about to grab the little sucker it turned around baring fangs that not even a cat should have. Jake stumbled back. He was terrified. He knew this was no normal cat. He just had to figure a way to get rid of it or get someone to believe him. Either way there was going to be nothing easy about either task.
Through out the next couple of weeks a lot of things were happening that Jake knew was a result of the cat. More chickens were found dead, dogs, calves and even pigs were found dead. However it wasn’t just happening on Jakes farm but on the neighboring farms as well. Jake had tried to use the gun on the cat a few times but it seemed that it was always one step ahead of Jake. Jake was at the point where he didn’t care any more. He knew that the cat slept in Courtney’s room and tonight he and the cat would have a show down. He knew his little sister would be there but right now that was irrelevant.
The rest of the day seemed to drag on forever. Jake just wanted to get this over with. He knew he was going to be the bad person after this was finally over and done with. He couldn’t figure out why everyone else was so blind to this. Hell the cat was as big as a bobcat and why no one found this strange was beyond him. Every time he tried to talk to some one about it they would look at him strange. It was as if he was the only one seeing this. Why was he always around when the cat carried out its evil doings? Why was he the only one to ever see the things that were happening? Oh well it didn’t matter anymore because one way or another it would all be over with tonight.
Finally the time came. It was about 2 in the morning. Jake had been lying on his bed holding the gun he had planned on using on the cat. He checked the clip probably about 20 times just to make sure it was loaded. Each time it was the same thing. All the shells were in the gun. Now that Jake was convinced everyone would be sleeping it was time for him to get done what he new he needed to do weeks ago.
So his plan was to walk in find the cat, aim the gun and let the shot go. There would be no hesitation. He couldn’t allow something or someone to get in his way. He would worry about the consequences after because at the end of the day he knew he was doing the right thing. All his plans would change as soon as he walked in the door of his sister’s bedroom. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. There on the bed, the walls, the floors and everywhere he could see there was blood. So much blood. In front of him the cat was walking on the obviously dead body of his sister. Now he was enraged. Jake picked up the gun and just started shooting. He didn’t even see the cat walk past him. All he could do was shoot the gun. He kept pulling the trigger until there were no bullets left. Right after the last shot was fired he seen a bright light, felt something hit his head very hard and he fell to the floor.
A little while later Jake woke up. He was lying on a gurney and he was handcuffed to the rails. He didn’t know what was going on but whatever it was he knew it couldn’t be good. About a minute after he woke up someone realized that he was up and all of a sudden he was being swarmed by his parents and a number of police officers. They were all asking him the same question. They were asking him why he would kill Courtney. The only two words he could muster was “the cat.” Then Jake noticed something. His mom was holding the cat but now it was small again. There was no doubt that it was the same cat only now it really looked like a kitten. How could this happen? What the hell was going on? The officer asked Jake why he would want to shoot his sister. The question confused Jake for a moment and then he realized something.
Jake went back to all the incidents and reminded himself that he was the only one there. Could he have been the one that did this? The officer told him that his sister died from being shot 3 times. Once in the head and twice in the chest. Then he realized it. He couldn’t believe it but the facts were all pointing at him. He couldn’t believe he had done all these terrible things. What else could it be? As he was being loaded into the ambulance he tried talking to his parents but that seemed to now be a relationship broken forever. How could he blame them after all it looked like he had just killed their daughter?
Just as the doors to the ambulance were being closed the last thing Jake saw was Courtney’s cat in his mothers arm. What he saw last was the answer to his fears even though he new it wouldn’t help his case. There was no doubt in jakes mind that the cat smirked and blinked at him just before the doors closed on his freedom forever.
Dale Mazurek
The days went on and even though nothing seemed to be happening Jake still grew more and more suspicious of the cat. He didn’t know what it was but there was no doubt in his mind that someone in the family was going to find out. The weird thing was that the cat looked at Jake as if it knew what he was thinking.
A few more weeks had gone by when Jake had almost let his guard down the first event finally happened. First of all this cat was growing a lot bigger than it should have but that didn’t seem to matter to anyone. Jake was walking past the barn when out of the corner of his eye he spotted something moving on the fence. When Jake looked up it was the weirdest thing. It was as if the cat had been waiting for him because to Jake it looked like it smirked before jumping on the back of one of the laying hens and killing it almost immediately. Jake was terrified and frozen which in turn gave the cat time to get back to the house before Jake could. When Jake got back to the house he tried to tell his mom and dad what he saw but of course Courtney got all cranky and denied everything on behalf of her cat. Jake took his dad out and showed him and he couldn’t believe it when he blamed the dead hen on either Jakes dog or coyotes.
Jake was furious and decided that he was going to take care of this problem him self and he was going to do it tonight. So later on in the evening Courtney was playing with her dolls, mom and dad were watching television and Jake knew the cat was still out side so he decided it was time to make it disappear. Jake knew it would be sleeping on the deck so that’s where he headed and sure enough there was the cat. Jake walked up slowly behind it and just when he was about to grab the little sucker it turned around baring fangs that not even a cat should have. Jake stumbled back. He was terrified. He knew this was no normal cat. He just had to figure a way to get rid of it or get someone to believe him. Either way there was going to be nothing easy about either task.
Through out the next couple of weeks a lot of things were happening that Jake knew was a result of the cat. More chickens were found dead, dogs, calves and even pigs were found dead. However it wasn’t just happening on Jakes farm but on the neighboring farms as well. Jake had tried to use the gun on the cat a few times but it seemed that it was always one step ahead of Jake. Jake was at the point where he didn’t care any more. He knew that the cat slept in Courtney’s room and tonight he and the cat would have a show down. He knew his little sister would be there but right now that was irrelevant.
The rest of the day seemed to drag on forever. Jake just wanted to get this over with. He knew he was going to be the bad person after this was finally over and done with. He couldn’t figure out why everyone else was so blind to this. Hell the cat was as big as a bobcat and why no one found this strange was beyond him. Every time he tried to talk to some one about it they would look at him strange. It was as if he was the only one seeing this. Why was he always around when the cat carried out its evil doings? Why was he the only one to ever see the things that were happening? Oh well it didn’t matter anymore because one way or another it would all be over with tonight.
Finally the time came. It was about 2 in the morning. Jake had been lying on his bed holding the gun he had planned on using on the cat. He checked the clip probably about 20 times just to make sure it was loaded. Each time it was the same thing. All the shells were in the gun. Now that Jake was convinced everyone would be sleeping it was time for him to get done what he new he needed to do weeks ago.
So his plan was to walk in find the cat, aim the gun and let the shot go. There would be no hesitation. He couldn’t allow something or someone to get in his way. He would worry about the consequences after because at the end of the day he knew he was doing the right thing. All his plans would change as soon as he walked in the door of his sister’s bedroom. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. There on the bed, the walls, the floors and everywhere he could see there was blood. So much blood. In front of him the cat was walking on the obviously dead body of his sister. Now he was enraged. Jake picked up the gun and just started shooting. He didn’t even see the cat walk past him. All he could do was shoot the gun. He kept pulling the trigger until there were no bullets left. Right after the last shot was fired he seen a bright light, felt something hit his head very hard and he fell to the floor.
A little while later Jake woke up. He was lying on a gurney and he was handcuffed to the rails. He didn’t know what was going on but whatever it was he knew it couldn’t be good. About a minute after he woke up someone realized that he was up and all of a sudden he was being swarmed by his parents and a number of police officers. They were all asking him the same question. They were asking him why he would kill Courtney. The only two words he could muster was “the cat.” Then Jake noticed something. His mom was holding the cat but now it was small again. There was no doubt that it was the same cat only now it really looked like a kitten. How could this happen? What the hell was going on? The officer asked Jake why he would want to shoot his sister. The question confused Jake for a moment and then he realized something.
Jake went back to all the incidents and reminded himself that he was the only one there. Could he have been the one that did this? The officer told him that his sister died from being shot 3 times. Once in the head and twice in the chest. Then he realized it. He couldn’t believe it but the facts were all pointing at him. He couldn’t believe he had done all these terrible things. What else could it be? As he was being loaded into the ambulance he tried talking to his parents but that seemed to now be a relationship broken forever. How could he blame them after all it looked like he had just killed their daughter?
Just as the doors to the ambulance were being closed the last thing Jake saw was Courtney’s cat in his mothers arm. What he saw last was the answer to his fears even though he new it wouldn’t help his case. There was no doubt in jakes mind that the cat smirked and blinked at him just before the doors closed on his freedom forever.
Dale Mazurek
Saturday, March 3, 2007
GREED
Jake was devastated at his grandmothers funeral. He and granny were always very close. She did live a good life. Granny was 93 when she died and the only cause of death was heart failure due to old age. The other thing Jake knew was that granny was loaded and she had promised him a very generous gift at her death. So when he was asked to attend the reading of her will he was obviously excited as any one of us would have been. Jake was very careful not to show his enthusiasm. Whether people liked it or not Jake truly did love his granny and he truly wished she were still alive. Never the less she wasn’t still alive so why shouldn’t he be excited about the promise that his granny made to him.
At the reading there were a number of relatives present. They were all getting small things like furniture, arts, crafts and some even got some small amounts of money. Finally the lawyer got to Jake and it was everything he could do to hide his enthusiasm. About two minutes later the joyous enthusiasm turned into a very quiet lonely anger. The lawyer read out that granny left the most important gift to her grandson Jake. This was her treasured bible. He told her that granny was quite adamant that this book was her most prized possession. The bible was about 80 years old and Jake knew that granny had probably read it from cover to cover a number of times. However Jake knew that he wouldn’t be following in grannies footsteps. He knew he would never read the bible. Jake left the lawyers office with a smile on his face but extreme anger in his heart. When he got home he threw the bible in the bottom of his closet and that’s where it sat forgotten about until about 3 months later.
Jake got home from school to find that a water line had busted in the house and pretty much formed a river running right through his bedroom using his closet as a dam. When he opened the closet a ton of water came flooding out along with all kinds of ruined possessions of his. Along with those possessions was the bible that his grandmother had given to him upon her death. At first glance he didn’t think anything of the bible. He started picking through his stuff to see if there was anything salvageable. When he got to the bible he was about to throw it in the garbage when something caught his eye. There was a piece of paper sticking out of the middle of the water logged pages. Jake pulled the paper out and was surprised to see that it was completely legible. The water had not ruined it like it did everything else. The pages in the bible were all turned to mush. Jake realized that the paper was a letter from his granny. He sat on the bed to read it.
Dear Jake:
Hi there sweetie. Well if you’re reading this letter then obviously I have died. First of all I would like to say thank you for always being there for me. You didn’t wait until I was sick to visit me like an obligation or something. I promised you a special reward at my death and this letter will explain to you how to retrieve it. There are a number of clues throughout the bible. You have to put the clues together and after that you will be able to retrieve your reward. Jake I want you to know that this book was my most prized possession. I promise that once you get all the clues it will be very easy to figure out the riddle and then you can collect your reward. Jake the reward is what’s left of my estate which is a total of 3 million dollars. I would in no way be happier knowing that you got the money and that you are enjoying it. However Jake there is one catch to this and that is you have to claim the money in 60 days or it will be forever lost to you. In the event you do not claim the funds I have set it up so that the funds are evenly distributed among the homeless in our country. So Jake the final words you will see from me are I hope you enjoy, thank you and I love you.
Signed: Granny
Jake opened up the bible and saw that there was barely a legible word left in the book. It wouldn’t have mattered if there was because granny had been dead for over three months now and the dead line was sixty days.
Jake just started laughing. He remembered how pissed off he was. Now in retrospect he realized exactly how greedy he was. He also realized that the biggest rewards could come in the most unusual packages. He couldn’t stop laughing as he walked out of his bedroom tossing the ruined bible into the garbage can on his way out
Dale Mazurek
Dale is aspiring to make a living totally on line. His passion is writing. You can find some of his stories at http://stcajo-readshortstories.blogspot.com/ He also blogs about online fundamentals and you can find that at http://affiliatemarketingfornewbies.blogspot.com/
And lastly have a look at his program. http://stcajo.netsalaries.com
At the reading there were a number of relatives present. They were all getting small things like furniture, arts, crafts and some even got some small amounts of money. Finally the lawyer got to Jake and it was everything he could do to hide his enthusiasm. About two minutes later the joyous enthusiasm turned into a very quiet lonely anger. The lawyer read out that granny left the most important gift to her grandson Jake. This was her treasured bible. He told her that granny was quite adamant that this book was her most prized possession. The bible was about 80 years old and Jake knew that granny had probably read it from cover to cover a number of times. However Jake knew that he wouldn’t be following in grannies footsteps. He knew he would never read the bible. Jake left the lawyers office with a smile on his face but extreme anger in his heart. When he got home he threw the bible in the bottom of his closet and that’s where it sat forgotten about until about 3 months later.
Jake got home from school to find that a water line had busted in the house and pretty much formed a river running right through his bedroom using his closet as a dam. When he opened the closet a ton of water came flooding out along with all kinds of ruined possessions of his. Along with those possessions was the bible that his grandmother had given to him upon her death. At first glance he didn’t think anything of the bible. He started picking through his stuff to see if there was anything salvageable. When he got to the bible he was about to throw it in the garbage when something caught his eye. There was a piece of paper sticking out of the middle of the water logged pages. Jake pulled the paper out and was surprised to see that it was completely legible. The water had not ruined it like it did everything else. The pages in the bible were all turned to mush. Jake realized that the paper was a letter from his granny. He sat on the bed to read it.
Dear Jake:
Hi there sweetie. Well if you’re reading this letter then obviously I have died. First of all I would like to say thank you for always being there for me. You didn’t wait until I was sick to visit me like an obligation or something. I promised you a special reward at my death and this letter will explain to you how to retrieve it. There are a number of clues throughout the bible. You have to put the clues together and after that you will be able to retrieve your reward. Jake I want you to know that this book was my most prized possession. I promise that once you get all the clues it will be very easy to figure out the riddle and then you can collect your reward. Jake the reward is what’s left of my estate which is a total of 3 million dollars. I would in no way be happier knowing that you got the money and that you are enjoying it. However Jake there is one catch to this and that is you have to claim the money in 60 days or it will be forever lost to you. In the event you do not claim the funds I have set it up so that the funds are evenly distributed among the homeless in our country. So Jake the final words you will see from me are I hope you enjoy, thank you and I love you.
Signed: Granny
Jake opened up the bible and saw that there was barely a legible word left in the book. It wouldn’t have mattered if there was because granny had been dead for over three months now and the dead line was sixty days.
Jake just started laughing. He remembered how pissed off he was. Now in retrospect he realized exactly how greedy he was. He also realized that the biggest rewards could come in the most unusual packages. He couldn’t stop laughing as he walked out of his bedroom tossing the ruined bible into the garbage can on his way out
Dale Mazurek
Dale is aspiring to make a living totally on line. His passion is writing. You can find some of his stories at http://stcajo-readshortstories.blogspot.com/ He also blogs about online fundamentals and you can find that at http://affiliatemarketingfornewbies.blogspot.com/
And lastly have a look at his program. http://stcajo.netsalaries.com
Thursday, March 1, 2007
Write Your Novel Step By Step (Part 2)
This is going to be the second excerpt on writing your novel. I am going to try and put these editions out as quickly as I can but that is only when time allows. I love writing and that is what I am doing all the time. Am I a good writer? I don’t know. What I do know is that I am getting to be a better writer with every word I put on paper and you too can become a good writer. To write your novel just follow these steps that I am laying out and at the end you will have something that at least you are proud of.
6. Map Your Story
Take one of your favorite novels and analyze it. Tear it apart piece by piece. See what the author did to achieve his success. Make notes and make blue prints. If you have an office then pin them up in there if you don’t then pin them up where ever you’re going to be writing your novel. You can then go back and use this author’s ways as a stepping stone.
7. Think Small
Way too many first time writers think they are going to write the end of the world novel. Your story can be small and focused and it will be just as successful. Make sure what ever you are writing about has meaning to you. If you relate that on paper then the people that are reading it will get the same meaning out of it.
8. Be Original
Even though your blue print might be from another author try some things your self. Remember this blue print is just a guide. It can be easily swayed from or changed. Keep trying different things until you find the thing that works for you. You might be surprised at what you come up with.
9. It Doesn’t Matter If It Belongs, Write It
Just write. If it doesn’t look like it belongs there then so what. Pin that up in your office to. You obviously had a reason for writing it and it may fit somewhere else in your book. And on the off chance it never makes it in to your story than so what maybe it will make it in to the next one. What I am saying is don’t throw stuff away.
10. You Don’t Have To Know To Love
While we are still on the subject of picking a topic for your book I want you to be able to differentiate over something. To write a book you don’t have to be an expert. You have to love what you are writing about. The expertise comes in the form of research. Remember passion will get your words out better than knowing. You’re writing a novel not a technical book. You may be in enthralled with WW1 but know nothing about it. That’s great because you will do some research, learn and write a pasionate novel.
Okay this is the end of my second lesson on my step by step series on how to write a novel. Remember not everyone is going to write the perfect novel but at the end of the day if you keep following these steps I guarantee no matter what you will have something that you are proud of.
Dale Mazurek
Dale is presently in the process of getting his first novel published. He has also started dabbling in short stories. You can find some of these on his blog at http://stcajo-readshortstories.blogspot.com/ And lastly he deals a little in the affiliate marketing gig which can be checked out at http://www.7dayebook.com/?hop=stcajo orhttp://stcajo.profitlan.hop.clickbank.net You can also contact him at stcajo2011@yahoo for any info on his writing or products.
In writing my novel I learnt a lot of things the hard way so I just wanted to put this series out there for would be writers to help them on their path to writing their own book.
6. Map Your Story
Take one of your favorite novels and analyze it. Tear it apart piece by piece. See what the author did to achieve his success. Make notes and make blue prints. If you have an office then pin them up in there if you don’t then pin them up where ever you’re going to be writing your novel. You can then go back and use this author’s ways as a stepping stone.
7. Think Small
Way too many first time writers think they are going to write the end of the world novel. Your story can be small and focused and it will be just as successful. Make sure what ever you are writing about has meaning to you. If you relate that on paper then the people that are reading it will get the same meaning out of it.
8. Be Original
Even though your blue print might be from another author try some things your self. Remember this blue print is just a guide. It can be easily swayed from or changed. Keep trying different things until you find the thing that works for you. You might be surprised at what you come up with.
9. It Doesn’t Matter If It Belongs, Write It
Just write. If it doesn’t look like it belongs there then so what. Pin that up in your office to. You obviously had a reason for writing it and it may fit somewhere else in your book. And on the off chance it never makes it in to your story than so what maybe it will make it in to the next one. What I am saying is don’t throw stuff away.
10. You Don’t Have To Know To Love
While we are still on the subject of picking a topic for your book I want you to be able to differentiate over something. To write a book you don’t have to be an expert. You have to love what you are writing about. The expertise comes in the form of research. Remember passion will get your words out better than knowing. You’re writing a novel not a technical book. You may be in enthralled with WW1 but know nothing about it. That’s great because you will do some research, learn and write a pasionate novel.
Okay this is the end of my second lesson on my step by step series on how to write a novel. Remember not everyone is going to write the perfect novel but at the end of the day if you keep following these steps I guarantee no matter what you will have something that you are proud of.
Dale Mazurek
Dale is presently in the process of getting his first novel published. He has also started dabbling in short stories. You can find some of these on his blog at http://stcajo-readshortstories.blogspot.com/ And lastly he deals a little in the affiliate marketing gig which can be checked out at http://www.7dayebook.com/?hop=stcajo orhttp://stcajo.profitlan.hop.clickbank.net You can also contact him at stcajo2011@yahoo for any info on his writing or products.
In writing my novel I learnt a lot of things the hard way so I just wanted to put this series out there for would be writers to help them on their path to writing their own book.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Don’t Let The Past Come Back To Haunt You
Jake was walking around his new house. It wasn’t actually a new house and it really wasn’t that new to him. This was the house that he grew up in for the first twenty years of his life before he moved out on his own. It was now twenty years later and about a month earlier his parents were killed in a horrible car accident that involved a drunk driver running into their car killing them instantly. Of course the drunk walked away with out barely a scratch but that’s a story for another time. So now Jake had acquired his parent’s house through their will.
So Jake was walking around the house wondering what he was going to do with it. He and his wife already had a house of their own about 300 kilometers away where their jobs were so moving into it really wasn’t an option they could even think about. Jake knew he had two options. One was to rent the place out and the second was to sell. One thing he knew for sure was that no matter which option he chose the house needed to be fixed up a little. He needed to modernize it a bit. The contractor that Jake wanted to hire was suppose to be over any second to go through with Jake what he wanted to do then the contractor could give him an estimate and they could get started. The sooner the work got done then that was when Jake could go ahead and start making some money off the property.
4 hours later Jake and the contractor had finished their walk through and the estimate came in at around 20000dollars. This was a number that Jake definitely thought to be fair considering the amount of work he wanted done. There were rooms that some walls were going to be torn out of, lots of paint and tiles were going to go in and of course the job required a lot of labor. The contractor agreed to get a start on the job the following morning. Jake told him that he would be around town for about three days so he would come by and see how things were going before he left town.
The following morning Jake was startled by his cell phone ringing. He was already uptown and wasn’t expecting any calls. When he answered the phone he knew there was a problem. It was the contractor and you could hear the terror in his voice as he was telling Jake that he should get to the house immediately. When Jake asked him what the problem was he refused to talk about it on the phone. Jake jumped in his jeep and hurried over to the house.
Once there he was barely in the door when his contractor grabbed him by the arm and started dragging him upstairs just like a kid would when trying to show his parents something that they would consider disturbing or scary. Jake had no clue as to what was going on but he was pretty sure it was dam important. Jake walked into the room and the contractor pointed at something that almost made Jake faint.
There in one of the walls that had been started to be ripped apart was a skeleton. The reason Jake almost fainted was because he knew exactly whose skeleton it was and he had forgot about it after all these years but now it was all coming back like it was yesterday. Jake had been 17 years old when he put the body inside the wall. Jake had a relationship with a girl 14 years old and her father found out. So one day the father came over looking for jakes parents. He was bound and determined to have Jake charged with rape. Well Jakes parents weren’t home and he was bound and determined to not be charged with rape. The man was yelling at Jake and throwing all kinds of insults at him when Jake felt himself just snap. He grabbed the first thing he could find which just happened to be a cowboy boot and he beat the man to death. It was only after he had done what he did that he realized it. Jake was so determined to not be charged with rape that he didn’t even think of murder.
Jake had no idea what he was going to do but he knew he didn’t want to go to jail. He came up with a very quick plan which turned out to be fool proof until now some 23 years later. Jake dragged the body upstairs to the spare room that he was working on for his dad. He wrapped the body in about 30 layers of poly, stuck it in the wall and put dry wall over it.
For the next six months everybody was looking for this man. Jake had been questioned 3 times but he stuck to his story each time. Then after about six months everything seemed to quiet down and no one was searching any more. After about two years Jake had blocked the whole thing out of his mind until this very moment when everything was brought back to the surface.
The contractor was absolutely freaked out but he put the fear in Jake when he told him he had to report this. Jake knew he had to be calm but he also knew that there was no way this was going to get reported. Jake looked around and saw the same boot that he used in the first murder laying beside the skeleton in the wall. He reached down and picked it up. His contractor started freaking out because he figured Jake shouldn’t be touching anything. He barely got his second sentence out when Jake leveled him with the same boot he used for murder 23 years ago.
Jake spent the next two days fixing up the wall with the skeleton and now with the new body behind it. This little turn of events also helped him make his decision on renting or selling. He wanted nothing to do with the place so as he was driving away he called a realtor in town and asker her to handle the sale. He asked her to just give him a call and they could do all the signing by fax. This time when Jake drove away he was pretty sure he would never be back.
Dale Mazurek
Dale is aspiring to make a living totally on line. His passion is writing. You can find some of his stories at http://stcajo-readshortstories.blogspot.com/ He also blogs about online fundamentals and you can find that at http://affiliatemarketingfornewbies.blogspot.com/
And lastly have a look at his program. http://stcajo.netsalaries.com
You can also email me at stcajo2009@yahoo.ca
So Jake was walking around the house wondering what he was going to do with it. He and his wife already had a house of their own about 300 kilometers away where their jobs were so moving into it really wasn’t an option they could even think about. Jake knew he had two options. One was to rent the place out and the second was to sell. One thing he knew for sure was that no matter which option he chose the house needed to be fixed up a little. He needed to modernize it a bit. The contractor that Jake wanted to hire was suppose to be over any second to go through with Jake what he wanted to do then the contractor could give him an estimate and they could get started. The sooner the work got done then that was when Jake could go ahead and start making some money off the property.
4 hours later Jake and the contractor had finished their walk through and the estimate came in at around 20000dollars. This was a number that Jake definitely thought to be fair considering the amount of work he wanted done. There were rooms that some walls were going to be torn out of, lots of paint and tiles were going to go in and of course the job required a lot of labor. The contractor agreed to get a start on the job the following morning. Jake told him that he would be around town for about three days so he would come by and see how things were going before he left town.
The following morning Jake was startled by his cell phone ringing. He was already uptown and wasn’t expecting any calls. When he answered the phone he knew there was a problem. It was the contractor and you could hear the terror in his voice as he was telling Jake that he should get to the house immediately. When Jake asked him what the problem was he refused to talk about it on the phone. Jake jumped in his jeep and hurried over to the house.
Once there he was barely in the door when his contractor grabbed him by the arm and started dragging him upstairs just like a kid would when trying to show his parents something that they would consider disturbing or scary. Jake had no clue as to what was going on but he was pretty sure it was dam important. Jake walked into the room and the contractor pointed at something that almost made Jake faint.
There in one of the walls that had been started to be ripped apart was a skeleton. The reason Jake almost fainted was because he knew exactly whose skeleton it was and he had forgot about it after all these years but now it was all coming back like it was yesterday. Jake had been 17 years old when he put the body inside the wall. Jake had a relationship with a girl 14 years old and her father found out. So one day the father came over looking for jakes parents. He was bound and determined to have Jake charged with rape. Well Jakes parents weren’t home and he was bound and determined to not be charged with rape. The man was yelling at Jake and throwing all kinds of insults at him when Jake felt himself just snap. He grabbed the first thing he could find which just happened to be a cowboy boot and he beat the man to death. It was only after he had done what he did that he realized it. Jake was so determined to not be charged with rape that he didn’t even think of murder.
Jake had no idea what he was going to do but he knew he didn’t want to go to jail. He came up with a very quick plan which turned out to be fool proof until now some 23 years later. Jake dragged the body upstairs to the spare room that he was working on for his dad. He wrapped the body in about 30 layers of poly, stuck it in the wall and put dry wall over it.
For the next six months everybody was looking for this man. Jake had been questioned 3 times but he stuck to his story each time. Then after about six months everything seemed to quiet down and no one was searching any more. After about two years Jake had blocked the whole thing out of his mind until this very moment when everything was brought back to the surface.
The contractor was absolutely freaked out but he put the fear in Jake when he told him he had to report this. Jake knew he had to be calm but he also knew that there was no way this was going to get reported. Jake looked around and saw the same boot that he used in the first murder laying beside the skeleton in the wall. He reached down and picked it up. His contractor started freaking out because he figured Jake shouldn’t be touching anything. He barely got his second sentence out when Jake leveled him with the same boot he used for murder 23 years ago.
Jake spent the next two days fixing up the wall with the skeleton and now with the new body behind it. This little turn of events also helped him make his decision on renting or selling. He wanted nothing to do with the place so as he was driving away he called a realtor in town and asker her to handle the sale. He asked her to just give him a call and they could do all the signing by fax. This time when Jake drove away he was pretty sure he would never be back.
Dale Mazurek
Dale is aspiring to make a living totally on line. His passion is writing. You can find some of his stories at http://stcajo-readshortstories.blogspot.com/ He also blogs about online fundamentals and you can find that at http://affiliatemarketingfornewbies.blogspot.com/
And lastly have a look at his program. http://stcajo.netsalaries.com
You can also email me at stcajo2009@yahoo.ca
DEAD BEAT PARENTS
Jake was sick of forever looking for food in his house. It’s not like there was no money. But it was also not the opposite meaning that his parents weren’t rich either. He decided that it was time to approach his parents about actually being better parents. It kind of sucked that tonight he was eating toast with peanut butter and jam and good old mommy and daddy just came home with new runners last night. Two pairs of running shoes cost them 400 dollars. Jake was no whiz but after all it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that they could have bought a lot cheaper shoes and then come home with some groceries. It wasn’t just groceries either. His clothes were all from value village while his dad had bought 13 new pairs of jeans in the last three weeks. He never bought a pair of jeans that was worth less than 50 dollars. Jake had seen enough and it was time to speak up and he decided he would do it as soon as they got home from work tonight.
At around five thirty his parents both walked in. “Can we talk?” Jake asked both of his parents.
“Sure son. What’s on your mind?” His dad answered.
Jake was hesitant but he knew that if he didn’t get this out now he probably never would. “You guys have to promise not to get all pissed at me when I bring this up.” Neither one of his parents said a word so he continued. “You know for supper tonight I had toast with peanut butter and jam on it.”
“Your point.” Jakes dad replied.
“Well it would be cool if maybe we could get some groceries in the house.” Jake knew the wrath of his parents were about to be imploded on him but he said what needed to be said.
“You have got to be kidding me. Your mom and I work our asses off and this is the thanks that we get. You ungrateful little puke. You should be happy you got that for supper. Do you realize how many kids there are out there that go without.” Jakes dad was fuming now while his mom just sat there not saying anything which usually wasn’t a good thing but Jake promised himself he wasn’t going to back down.
“What do you mean I have to be kidding? Where did you guys go for supper tonight?”
“That’s none of your business.” Jake could see the anger in his moms face when she answered him.
“What do you mean its none of my business? Do you guys realize I haven’t had a new article of clothing other than socks and underwear in probably five years? It’s been at least two years since I had a meal cooked by one of you guys. I never get to go out for supper with you. My school fees aren’t paid but yet you guys can have everything. I just want to know why we can’t have a little more groceries around here?” Jake could feel the anger building inside him. He didn’t like what he was feeling. It was scaring him but he decided that he had to do what he had to do.
Now it was time for his mom to lose her temper. “You are the sorriest thing for a kid that I have ever met. Do you have any clue how hard we work to get the things that we do. How much we spend on our stuff is none of your business and it never will be. You should be happy you have the clothes that you do have. And further more you don’t look like you’re starving. When you can pay your own way you can buy your own clothe and then maybe you can come out for supper with us but I doubt it. As for your school fees why don’t you get a job and pay for them. It’s not us going to school.”
Jake had heard enough and he was furious. He wasn’t going to talk anymore. The time had come. It was time to take action. First thing he did was walk over to the door and grab a baseball bat. He walked over to his dad and swung so hard that he was dead before he hit the floor. So of course his mother started screaming. Jake didn’t want to hear her voice any more. He saw her 200 dollar shoes sitting by the door so he grabbed one and shoved it down her throat until she couldn’t breathe. It was about two minutes total and both problems in his life were eliminated.
Jake just sat on the couch while he waited for the police to show up. He wasn’t going to try and explain anything. He wasn’t going to try and plead insanity. He was just glad that he was going to go to a place where he would get fed proper food, where newer clothes and there would be someone to watch over him all the time.
Dale is aspiring to make a living totally on line. His passion is writing. You can find some of his stories at http://stcajo-readshortstories.blogspot.com/ He also blogs about online fundamentals and you can find that at http://affiliatemarketingfornewbies.blogspot.com/
And lastly have a look at his program. http://stcajo.netsalaries.com
You can also email me at stcajo2009@yahoo.ca
At around five thirty his parents both walked in. “Can we talk?” Jake asked both of his parents.
“Sure son. What’s on your mind?” His dad answered.
Jake was hesitant but he knew that if he didn’t get this out now he probably never would. “You guys have to promise not to get all pissed at me when I bring this up.” Neither one of his parents said a word so he continued. “You know for supper tonight I had toast with peanut butter and jam on it.”
“Your point.” Jakes dad replied.
“Well it would be cool if maybe we could get some groceries in the house.” Jake knew the wrath of his parents were about to be imploded on him but he said what needed to be said.
“You have got to be kidding me. Your mom and I work our asses off and this is the thanks that we get. You ungrateful little puke. You should be happy you got that for supper. Do you realize how many kids there are out there that go without.” Jakes dad was fuming now while his mom just sat there not saying anything which usually wasn’t a good thing but Jake promised himself he wasn’t going to back down.
“What do you mean I have to be kidding? Where did you guys go for supper tonight?”
“That’s none of your business.” Jake could see the anger in his moms face when she answered him.
“What do you mean its none of my business? Do you guys realize I haven’t had a new article of clothing other than socks and underwear in probably five years? It’s been at least two years since I had a meal cooked by one of you guys. I never get to go out for supper with you. My school fees aren’t paid but yet you guys can have everything. I just want to know why we can’t have a little more groceries around here?” Jake could feel the anger building inside him. He didn’t like what he was feeling. It was scaring him but he decided that he had to do what he had to do.
Now it was time for his mom to lose her temper. “You are the sorriest thing for a kid that I have ever met. Do you have any clue how hard we work to get the things that we do. How much we spend on our stuff is none of your business and it never will be. You should be happy you have the clothes that you do have. And further more you don’t look like you’re starving. When you can pay your own way you can buy your own clothe and then maybe you can come out for supper with us but I doubt it. As for your school fees why don’t you get a job and pay for them. It’s not us going to school.”
Jake had heard enough and he was furious. He wasn’t going to talk anymore. The time had come. It was time to take action. First thing he did was walk over to the door and grab a baseball bat. He walked over to his dad and swung so hard that he was dead before he hit the floor. So of course his mother started screaming. Jake didn’t want to hear her voice any more. He saw her 200 dollar shoes sitting by the door so he grabbed one and shoved it down her throat until she couldn’t breathe. It was about two minutes total and both problems in his life were eliminated.
Jake just sat on the couch while he waited for the police to show up. He wasn’t going to try and explain anything. He wasn’t going to try and plead insanity. He was just glad that he was going to go to a place where he would get fed proper food, where newer clothes and there would be someone to watch over him all the time.
Dale is aspiring to make a living totally on line. His passion is writing. You can find some of his stories at http://stcajo-readshortstories.blogspot.com/ He also blogs about online fundamentals and you can find that at http://affiliatemarketingfornewbies.blogspot.com/
And lastly have a look at his program. http://stcajo.netsalaries.com
You can also email me at stcajo2009@yahoo.ca
Sunday, February 25, 2007
DANNY IS DEAD
Jake was out of his mind. It has been 3 months since his brother was killed in a car crash than involved a drunk driver in the other vehicle. Danny was not only Jakes brother but he was also his best friend. The two were less than a year apart in age with Danny being older. Jake looked up to Danny and always went to him for approval or to share secrets whether they were good or bad. Jake just couldn’t accept the fact that he could never see or talk to his brother again. He decided there was something he could do about it. Jake decided to stop being only Jake and decided he would be both himself and his dead brother. After all who knew Danny better than Jake?
So for everyone around Jake the next few weeks would turn out to be very freaky and very scary for some that were closely involved. It all started when Jake showed up in his brothers classes at school. He imitated Danny perfectly. Even though everyone around him knew this was some screwed up shit no one wanted to say anything fearing there would be retribution. After all if someone was capable of this lunacy then who knew what else he could do. However behind the scenes there was some action being taken to try and get Jake the help he needed.
One day as Jakes mom was walking past her son’s room she heard him having a conversation with somebody. To her this was odd because she knew no one had come home with Jake and she was pretty sure no one came after that. She listened in and was shocked at what she heard. Her son was having a conversation with him acting as both people in the conversation. She was so shocked that she couldn’t even remember what the conversation was about. Instead of interrupting her son she decided that she would wait and tell her husband about it. Her husband told her to just leave it alone. He was sure it was just Jakes way of dealing with the death of his brother.
A couple more weeks went by and things sure didn’t get any better in fact they got considerably worse. Jake as Danny was trying to go out with his dead brother’s girl friend. He was kicked out of school. The explanation his parents were getting was that they had to get this straightened out because Jake was starting to scare the hell out of people. In fact to most people it looked like Jake was slowly disappearing and Danny was taking over. So finally his parents decided to seek professional help. As the days went on some days were majority Jake others were mostly Danny and yet others were equally both. The help wasn’t working. Jakes parents were getting no sleep because they were worried about the mental state of their son.
Jakes father had an idea. You have to remember jakes dad was a carpenter so he had no experience in the human mind or how it worked but what he did have was a very strong love for his son. He decided that he and his wife would take Jake and they would go and visit Danny’s grave. Their hopes were that this would be very direct and hopefully Jake would snap out of his trance and maybe just maybe life could start getting back to normal. But little did they know was that this tactic would back fire so bad that it would forever change their lives.
The day came to go to Danny’s grave. Jakes parents were very nervous. They new there was a chance that things could go wrong today but in no way were they ever prepared for how things would spiral out of control. It took only a matter of seconds after Jake reading the grave for things to turn for the worst.
Almost immediately Jake was gone from his brain and it was 100 percent Danny. He started yelling. He was asking them what kind of cruel joke this was. He was yelling for Jake. He wanted to see Jake but of course there was no one else around. Jake took off running. No one knew it yet but he was about to start a bout of mass destruction on anything or anybody that got in his way. He had only one mission and that was to find his brother. Anybody that got in his way that day didn’t know how lucky they were because Jake at this point didn’t care. He was willing to kill anybody if he had to. He had one mission and that was to find out who was in that grave. He had a clue that it was his brother but fir the life of him he couldn’t figure out why his parents would bury his brother and then put his name on the tomb stone.
Later that night armed with the tools he figured he would need he headed towards the graveyard. Even for him being in the state of mind he was in it was still scary entering a grave yard in the middle of the night. Jake firstly did whatever it took to destroy the tombstone with the name Danny on it. By the time he finished with the sledge hammer the grave marker was unrecognizable. Now it was time to see who was in this grave and see what kind of cruel joke this was.
It took Jake about 2 hours to get all the dirt off the top of the cement tomb. Now he had to figure out how he would get inside that. Well all he had was a sledge hammer so he figured it would have to do. Well now it was three hours later and he was using the same sledge hammer to get into the coffin. Now the locks were broken and it was time for Jake to come face to face with who ever was in the coffin.
You have to remember that at this point Jake was convinced that he was his older dead brother so when he saw the body in the coffin it looked like he was looking at himself. At first glance it was shock and then Jake went crazy. He started knocking over headstones, ripping out flowers and wrecking pretty much anything that was in his way. After about 10 minutes of this something weird happened. Jake started coming back and pushing Danny out of his mind.
We of course would think that this would be a good thing but as it turned out it was a very bad situation. The next day jakes parents came out to the graveyard where their son was buried because they got an early morning call that there was a problem with the grave. Once there the police detective explained sympathetically that their son’s grave had been seriously vandalized. He explained to them that they were pretty sure that the culprit was Jake. Now the big news came. The officer broke the news to them that Jake was found in the grave dead laying with his older brother. He was pretty sure that Jakes death was a result of suicide but he couldn’t confirm that until the boy was sent for an autopsy. The last thing he showed them was a letter that had on it only 3 words NO MORE CONFUSION.
Dale Mazurek
Dale does various opportunities on line including affiliate marketing, blogging and writing short stories. Interested in any of these then have a look.
http://affiliatemarketingfornewbies.blogspot.com/
http://stcajo.netsalaries.com
So for everyone around Jake the next few weeks would turn out to be very freaky and very scary for some that were closely involved. It all started when Jake showed up in his brothers classes at school. He imitated Danny perfectly. Even though everyone around him knew this was some screwed up shit no one wanted to say anything fearing there would be retribution. After all if someone was capable of this lunacy then who knew what else he could do. However behind the scenes there was some action being taken to try and get Jake the help he needed.
One day as Jakes mom was walking past her son’s room she heard him having a conversation with somebody. To her this was odd because she knew no one had come home with Jake and she was pretty sure no one came after that. She listened in and was shocked at what she heard. Her son was having a conversation with him acting as both people in the conversation. She was so shocked that she couldn’t even remember what the conversation was about. Instead of interrupting her son she decided that she would wait and tell her husband about it. Her husband told her to just leave it alone. He was sure it was just Jakes way of dealing with the death of his brother.
A couple more weeks went by and things sure didn’t get any better in fact they got considerably worse. Jake as Danny was trying to go out with his dead brother’s girl friend. He was kicked out of school. The explanation his parents were getting was that they had to get this straightened out because Jake was starting to scare the hell out of people. In fact to most people it looked like Jake was slowly disappearing and Danny was taking over. So finally his parents decided to seek professional help. As the days went on some days were majority Jake others were mostly Danny and yet others were equally both. The help wasn’t working. Jakes parents were getting no sleep because they were worried about the mental state of their son.
Jakes father had an idea. You have to remember jakes dad was a carpenter so he had no experience in the human mind or how it worked but what he did have was a very strong love for his son. He decided that he and his wife would take Jake and they would go and visit Danny’s grave. Their hopes were that this would be very direct and hopefully Jake would snap out of his trance and maybe just maybe life could start getting back to normal. But little did they know was that this tactic would back fire so bad that it would forever change their lives.
The day came to go to Danny’s grave. Jakes parents were very nervous. They new there was a chance that things could go wrong today but in no way were they ever prepared for how things would spiral out of control. It took only a matter of seconds after Jake reading the grave for things to turn for the worst.
Almost immediately Jake was gone from his brain and it was 100 percent Danny. He started yelling. He was asking them what kind of cruel joke this was. He was yelling for Jake. He wanted to see Jake but of course there was no one else around. Jake took off running. No one knew it yet but he was about to start a bout of mass destruction on anything or anybody that got in his way. He had only one mission and that was to find his brother. Anybody that got in his way that day didn’t know how lucky they were because Jake at this point didn’t care. He was willing to kill anybody if he had to. He had one mission and that was to find out who was in that grave. He had a clue that it was his brother but fir the life of him he couldn’t figure out why his parents would bury his brother and then put his name on the tomb stone.
Later that night armed with the tools he figured he would need he headed towards the graveyard. Even for him being in the state of mind he was in it was still scary entering a grave yard in the middle of the night. Jake firstly did whatever it took to destroy the tombstone with the name Danny on it. By the time he finished with the sledge hammer the grave marker was unrecognizable. Now it was time to see who was in this grave and see what kind of cruel joke this was.
It took Jake about 2 hours to get all the dirt off the top of the cement tomb. Now he had to figure out how he would get inside that. Well all he had was a sledge hammer so he figured it would have to do. Well now it was three hours later and he was using the same sledge hammer to get into the coffin. Now the locks were broken and it was time for Jake to come face to face with who ever was in the coffin.
You have to remember that at this point Jake was convinced that he was his older dead brother so when he saw the body in the coffin it looked like he was looking at himself. At first glance it was shock and then Jake went crazy. He started knocking over headstones, ripping out flowers and wrecking pretty much anything that was in his way. After about 10 minutes of this something weird happened. Jake started coming back and pushing Danny out of his mind.
We of course would think that this would be a good thing but as it turned out it was a very bad situation. The next day jakes parents came out to the graveyard where their son was buried because they got an early morning call that there was a problem with the grave. Once there the police detective explained sympathetically that their son’s grave had been seriously vandalized. He explained to them that they were pretty sure that the culprit was Jake. Now the big news came. The officer broke the news to them that Jake was found in the grave dead laying with his older brother. He was pretty sure that Jakes death was a result of suicide but he couldn’t confirm that until the boy was sent for an autopsy. The last thing he showed them was a letter that had on it only 3 words NO MORE CONFUSION.
Dale Mazurek
Dale does various opportunities on line including affiliate marketing, blogging and writing short stories. Interested in any of these then have a look.
http://affiliatemarketingfornewbies.blogspot.com/
http://stcajo.netsalaries.com
CREDIT, CREDIT EVERYWHERE
Jake was in his kitchen with his credit cards out on the table. He had them split up into different piles with different names. Jake had been pulling this scam for a couple of years now and in all honesty he was quite sure that he had made a serious profit but now it was time to make all of these aliases disappear. It felt like he was starting to get greedy so his decision was to make all the made up names disappear for a few years and make sure there was no heat on him.
This all started about three years ago. It actually all happened by mistake. Jake was filling out a credit card application. While doing it he was thinking about his best friend for some reason and on the application he put his first name and his buddy’s last name with out even realizing it. About 6 weeks later a credit card came in the mail. When Jake opened it up he was surprised to see the name on the card. Jake was quick to call the card company and let them know what had happened. They were quick to ask him to send it back and they thanked him for his honesty.
Later that afternoon Jake was lying on the couch thinking about the credit card. He was also thinking about he was always struggling to make ends meet. Then like a light bulb in his head he had what he thought to be a brilliant idea. Jake immediately went downtown and rented a mailbox anonymously. He then headed to the library to use the internet to apply for a credit card under someone else’s name. He used the library computer so nothing could be traced back to his computer. After that all he could do was wait.
About five and a half weeks later he went to the rented mailbox and finally there was a piece of mail inside. Jake quickly opened it and inside was a credit card with a limit of 10000 dollars that couldn’t be traced back to him. The name on the front of the card was Brian Sonpe. Jake didn’t even know if there was really someone out there with that name but one thing he knew was that he was excited to go out and start spending and to make sure the card was going to work. Once uptown he was able to find out very quickly that he would have no problem with the card. Jake headed back to the library.
When he left the library this time he had applied for ten credit cards under ten different names. He then went out and continued spending on his new credit card. About 5 weeks later his card limit was met so he wanted some new credit cards. Within a week of running out of money on his card he had replies to all 10 of the applications that he had sent. Out of 10 he had 3 rejections and 7 new cards valued at 85000 dollars. Holy shit Jake was excited now.
Well the years went on and this seemed so easy. Jake was living the good life. He had probably wrecked a lot of people’s credit scores but he didn’t care. However lately he had started to have some weird feelings. So he decided that it was time to destroy his aliases, destroy all the cards, get back to his normal life and go on with his life with his normal name. He had lived a good life and was able to put money away so that he figured he could lay low for a couple of years and then he could start over again.
It was about three months later. Jake very rarely thought about his illegal doings. When he did think about it he thought about how he figured he was scott free but little did he know there was a lot of bad men closing in and catching up to him very quickly.
It was a Saturday afternoon when it all started. Jake was driving around down town in his charger when all of a sudden out of no where some guy in a black jacket walked out in front of his car, held a gun up. In a split second all of jakes credit card dealings came back to him in a split second. He had to make a quick decision and that was whether he should stop or keep driving , run this guy down and get the hell out of here because there was no doubt in his mind that they were on to him. The only thing confusing was the gun. He wasn’t sure how credit card companies dealt with delinquency but he felt like if he didn’t hurry up and get out of here he was going to find out really quick. So the decision was made and Jake hit the accelerator watched the gun man pull off one shot that just barely missed Jakes head. The body flew over the car and landed very hard on the pavement behind him. Jake couldn’t tell if he killed the guy. He could see him lying on the road and he could see that the guy wasn’t moving but he knew he want sticking around to find out.
The rest happened very fast. Jake looked up and there were 3 Cadillac escalades blocking the road. Jake had no choice but to stop because he knew he wouldn’t be able to muscle his way through this barricade. When he did stop he was quickly met by several men holding guns. They hurried him out of his car and into one of the escalades. Jake had no idea where he was been taken but he knew that wherever it was there was no way it could be good.
Finally they stopped at what looked like an old gas station. The gun men escorted him into the back door where there were a couple of other guys waiting. Jake was pushed into a chair and then he heard the explanation.
The man was a short balding guy. He looked like he was about 50 years old and he definitely didn’t look like he belonged in this crowd. Jake, however was about to find out that looks can very easily be deceiving. The man explained to Jake that he was representing the credit card companies and they weren’t very happy about losing about 2 million dollars. He was also told that he had 15 minutes to come up with the money. Jake and his captor both knew that pay back wasn’t an option so Jake was about to find out what option B was.
An hour later Jake found himself on a plane. He didn’t know where he was been taken but he was about to find out. The bald man was on the plane with them. After a couple of minutes the guy began explaining to Jake what was going to happen. First he threw him a bottle of water and advised him to drink as much as he could. He explained that they wouldn’t be killing Jake but rather they would be dropping him off in the dessert outside of Iraq. He explained to Jake that there would be no civilization for 500 miles any way he went. He would only have the parachute. He would have no clothes, no water and no food. Then the man continued to explain to him that by some streak of luck he was to make it to refuge somewhere that his face was posted all over the country for the rape and murders of ten little girls all under the age of ten.
Jake wasn’t a dummy. He knew he was done for. These guys had put a lot of thought into this. He knew there was no sense arguing or pleading. Finally about 15 hours later Jake was ordered to undress, put on the parachute and then he was quickly pushed out of the plane and just like that it was all over.
Once on the ground Jake had no idea what was going to happen but what he was sure of was that he was walking dead. He decided to take the parachute with him if not for anything else but to cover him up and keep a little of his dignity before he dies. Jake headed in the direction that the sun was setting. In his mind all he could think about was how his greed got him here. Only for a brief second he wished for a second chance but decided to suck it up and keep walking until his punishment over took him.
Dale Mazurek
Dale does various opportunities on line including affiliate marketing, blogging and writing short stories. Interested in any of these then have a look.
http://affiliatemarketingfornewbies.blogspot.com/
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This all started about three years ago. It actually all happened by mistake. Jake was filling out a credit card application. While doing it he was thinking about his best friend for some reason and on the application he put his first name and his buddy’s last name with out even realizing it. About 6 weeks later a credit card came in the mail. When Jake opened it up he was surprised to see the name on the card. Jake was quick to call the card company and let them know what had happened. They were quick to ask him to send it back and they thanked him for his honesty.
Later that afternoon Jake was lying on the couch thinking about the credit card. He was also thinking about he was always struggling to make ends meet. Then like a light bulb in his head he had what he thought to be a brilliant idea. Jake immediately went downtown and rented a mailbox anonymously. He then headed to the library to use the internet to apply for a credit card under someone else’s name. He used the library computer so nothing could be traced back to his computer. After that all he could do was wait.
About five and a half weeks later he went to the rented mailbox and finally there was a piece of mail inside. Jake quickly opened it and inside was a credit card with a limit of 10000 dollars that couldn’t be traced back to him. The name on the front of the card was Brian Sonpe. Jake didn’t even know if there was really someone out there with that name but one thing he knew was that he was excited to go out and start spending and to make sure the card was going to work. Once uptown he was able to find out very quickly that he would have no problem with the card. Jake headed back to the library.
When he left the library this time he had applied for ten credit cards under ten different names. He then went out and continued spending on his new credit card. About 5 weeks later his card limit was met so he wanted some new credit cards. Within a week of running out of money on his card he had replies to all 10 of the applications that he had sent. Out of 10 he had 3 rejections and 7 new cards valued at 85000 dollars. Holy shit Jake was excited now.
Well the years went on and this seemed so easy. Jake was living the good life. He had probably wrecked a lot of people’s credit scores but he didn’t care. However lately he had started to have some weird feelings. So he decided that it was time to destroy his aliases, destroy all the cards, get back to his normal life and go on with his life with his normal name. He had lived a good life and was able to put money away so that he figured he could lay low for a couple of years and then he could start over again.
It was about three months later. Jake very rarely thought about his illegal doings. When he did think about it he thought about how he figured he was scott free but little did he know there was a lot of bad men closing in and catching up to him very quickly.
It was a Saturday afternoon when it all started. Jake was driving around down town in his charger when all of a sudden out of no where some guy in a black jacket walked out in front of his car, held a gun up. In a split second all of jakes credit card dealings came back to him in a split second. He had to make a quick decision and that was whether he should stop or keep driving , run this guy down and get the hell out of here because there was no doubt in his mind that they were on to him. The only thing confusing was the gun. He wasn’t sure how credit card companies dealt with delinquency but he felt like if he didn’t hurry up and get out of here he was going to find out really quick. So the decision was made and Jake hit the accelerator watched the gun man pull off one shot that just barely missed Jakes head. The body flew over the car and landed very hard on the pavement behind him. Jake couldn’t tell if he killed the guy. He could see him lying on the road and he could see that the guy wasn’t moving but he knew he want sticking around to find out.
The rest happened very fast. Jake looked up and there were 3 Cadillac escalades blocking the road. Jake had no choice but to stop because he knew he wouldn’t be able to muscle his way through this barricade. When he did stop he was quickly met by several men holding guns. They hurried him out of his car and into one of the escalades. Jake had no idea where he was been taken but he knew that wherever it was there was no way it could be good.
Finally they stopped at what looked like an old gas station. The gun men escorted him into the back door where there were a couple of other guys waiting. Jake was pushed into a chair and then he heard the explanation.
The man was a short balding guy. He looked like he was about 50 years old and he definitely didn’t look like he belonged in this crowd. Jake, however was about to find out that looks can very easily be deceiving. The man explained to Jake that he was representing the credit card companies and they weren’t very happy about losing about 2 million dollars. He was also told that he had 15 minutes to come up with the money. Jake and his captor both knew that pay back wasn’t an option so Jake was about to find out what option B was.
An hour later Jake found himself on a plane. He didn’t know where he was been taken but he was about to find out. The bald man was on the plane with them. After a couple of minutes the guy began explaining to Jake what was going to happen. First he threw him a bottle of water and advised him to drink as much as he could. He explained that they wouldn’t be killing Jake but rather they would be dropping him off in the dessert outside of Iraq. He explained to Jake that there would be no civilization for 500 miles any way he went. He would only have the parachute. He would have no clothes, no water and no food. Then the man continued to explain to him that by some streak of luck he was to make it to refuge somewhere that his face was posted all over the country for the rape and murders of ten little girls all under the age of ten.
Jake wasn’t a dummy. He knew he was done for. These guys had put a lot of thought into this. He knew there was no sense arguing or pleading. Finally about 15 hours later Jake was ordered to undress, put on the parachute and then he was quickly pushed out of the plane and just like that it was all over.
Once on the ground Jake had no idea what was going to happen but what he was sure of was that he was walking dead. He decided to take the parachute with him if not for anything else but to cover him up and keep a little of his dignity before he dies. Jake headed in the direction that the sun was setting. In his mind all he could think about was how his greed got him here. Only for a brief second he wished for a second chance but decided to suck it up and keep walking until his punishment over took him.
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Saturday, February 24, 2007
CAUGHT IN THE ACT
Jake couldn’t pack fast enough. He knew he had to get out of town and he knew he had to get out fast. Being the town treasurer was good if not great for a few years but now they were on to him and he knew if he didn’t get on the road he would be spending a lot of time in jail. Through the years having control of all the money in the town was all too tempting. It went from just a few dollars to now having a few million dollars in an off shore account. He knew that if he didn’t get out of here it would be a very long time before he ever got to spend any of that cash.
Jake had already made up his mind that there was no way he was going to jail. So if things went well there would be no problems. He didn’t want to think how things would go if he was pushed into a corner. With that thought he checked the clip on his 9 mm and put his hunting knife in his boot. He slipped the gun into the back of his pants Hollywood style
Jake walked out of his apartment door with everything he needed to get out of the country. He had his laptop, passport and the papers needed to get access to the money he had. It sucked having to look over his shoulder all the time but soon that would be all over. He just had to make it through the next couple of hours until he could get to the airport and get on to his freedom flight.
As soon as he walked into the airport he knew there was going to be problems. It wasn’t his imagination. They were all over the airport and they were there for only one reason. They were there to get him. In his mind he reinforced the fact that there was no way he was going to jail. There was also no doubt in his mind that things were about to get really bad. Jake hadn’t put any thought into what he would do in this scenario so he was just going to fly by the seat of his pants and see what happened. Jake continued walking towards the boarding ramp. He was sure there was no way they were going to let him get on the plain so he was very surprised when he was let through to walk the aisle to the plane.
Once on the plane Jake started to feel a little better. Even though it looked like everyone on the plane was looking at him he couldn’t understand why they weren’t doing anything. Maybe he was just being paranoid. Maybe he was ahead of them. He became convinced of this once the plane started taxing down the run way because there was no way they would let him take off if they were really here and onto him. Once they were in the air Jake felt like about 2 tons were lifted off his shoulders. He was sure he was home free.
A couple hours later Jake woke up to 3 machine guns in his face. He was pretty sure he was dreaming so he closed his eyes and opened them again but nothing changed and he quickly realized it wasn’t a dream. Instinctly he tried to fight for a second but quickly realized that fighting was a waste of time. How, why, what was going on? Why were they doing this now? Then he noticed something else. He wasn’t the only one with a gun in his face. Many of the passengers had guns in their faces. He quickly realized that this had nothing to do with his fraudulent behavior over the years but rather the plane was being hijacked. He couldn’t believe his luck.
Jake decided he wanted to live so he asked to talk to someone in charge. Once he was given that opportunity he was quick to try and buy his freedom. Off shore Jake had three accounts totaling 3.5 million dollars. He decided to keep quiet about the half million and offer the other 3 million to try and buy his freedom. The man that was supposedly the leader listened intently as Jake explained to him how to get the 3 million dollars. To Jake it looked like his negotiations were going very well. He opened the briefcase and proceeded to write instructions to get the money out. Finally what seemed to be the last piece of the puzzle was to hand over the brief case.
Everything looked like it was going well. His captors had moved him to the front of the plane. The kidnapper had assured Jake that he would get his freedom. Jake sat their in silence for half an hour thinking about all the irony in this situation. He was at least going to be free. He wouldn’t have as much money but he was sure that everything would be fine.
Jake was wakened from his day dream with two men grabbing him by the arms and taking him towards the front of the plane. They stopped at a door with his face facing a sign that said emergency exit. Jake wasn’t sure what was going on but he had an idea that he was about to be thrown off the plane. He quickly began to struggle and yell. He was questioning there agreement. The leader came back and assured Jake that they were keeping their word and he would get his freedom. Then all at once the emergency door was opened and he had no time to think about it before he realized he was falling to the ground. It seemed like he had forever to think. He couldn’t figure out why these guys went back on their promise but just before he hit the ground he realized they didn’t break their promise. They gave him his freedom and the last thing he said before he hit the ground was thanks.
Jake had already made up his mind that there was no way he was going to jail. So if things went well there would be no problems. He didn’t want to think how things would go if he was pushed into a corner. With that thought he checked the clip on his 9 mm and put his hunting knife in his boot. He slipped the gun into the back of his pants Hollywood style
Jake walked out of his apartment door with everything he needed to get out of the country. He had his laptop, passport and the papers needed to get access to the money he had. It sucked having to look over his shoulder all the time but soon that would be all over. He just had to make it through the next couple of hours until he could get to the airport and get on to his freedom flight.
As soon as he walked into the airport he knew there was going to be problems. It wasn’t his imagination. They were all over the airport and they were there for only one reason. They were there to get him. In his mind he reinforced the fact that there was no way he was going to jail. There was also no doubt in his mind that things were about to get really bad. Jake hadn’t put any thought into what he would do in this scenario so he was just going to fly by the seat of his pants and see what happened. Jake continued walking towards the boarding ramp. He was sure there was no way they were going to let him get on the plain so he was very surprised when he was let through to walk the aisle to the plane.
Once on the plane Jake started to feel a little better. Even though it looked like everyone on the plane was looking at him he couldn’t understand why they weren’t doing anything. Maybe he was just being paranoid. Maybe he was ahead of them. He became convinced of this once the plane started taxing down the run way because there was no way they would let him take off if they were really here and onto him. Once they were in the air Jake felt like about 2 tons were lifted off his shoulders. He was sure he was home free.
A couple hours later Jake woke up to 3 machine guns in his face. He was pretty sure he was dreaming so he closed his eyes and opened them again but nothing changed and he quickly realized it wasn’t a dream. Instinctly he tried to fight for a second but quickly realized that fighting was a waste of time. How, why, what was going on? Why were they doing this now? Then he noticed something else. He wasn’t the only one with a gun in his face. Many of the passengers had guns in their faces. He quickly realized that this had nothing to do with his fraudulent behavior over the years but rather the plane was being hijacked. He couldn’t believe his luck.
Jake decided he wanted to live so he asked to talk to someone in charge. Once he was given that opportunity he was quick to try and buy his freedom. Off shore Jake had three accounts totaling 3.5 million dollars. He decided to keep quiet about the half million and offer the other 3 million to try and buy his freedom. The man that was supposedly the leader listened intently as Jake explained to him how to get the 3 million dollars. To Jake it looked like his negotiations were going very well. He opened the briefcase and proceeded to write instructions to get the money out. Finally what seemed to be the last piece of the puzzle was to hand over the brief case.
Everything looked like it was going well. His captors had moved him to the front of the plane. The kidnapper had assured Jake that he would get his freedom. Jake sat their in silence for half an hour thinking about all the irony in this situation. He was at least going to be free. He wouldn’t have as much money but he was sure that everything would be fine.
Jake was wakened from his day dream with two men grabbing him by the arms and taking him towards the front of the plane. They stopped at a door with his face facing a sign that said emergency exit. Jake wasn’t sure what was going on but he had an idea that he was about to be thrown off the plane. He quickly began to struggle and yell. He was questioning there agreement. The leader came back and assured Jake that they were keeping their word and he would get his freedom. Then all at once the emergency door was opened and he had no time to think about it before he realized he was falling to the ground. It seemed like he had forever to think. He couldn’t figure out why these guys went back on their promise but just before he hit the ground he realized they didn’t break their promise. They gave him his freedom and the last thing he said before he hit the ground was thanks.
BURN BABY BURN
Jake was sick and tired of hearing about everyone else in his family. Oh it was always he did this or she did this but it seemed like no matter how hard Jake tried it just didn’t matter. His parents would never acknowledge him. He had been going through this his entire life for some reason. He was the middle child but in his eyes he was the invisible child.
As the months went by Jake never quit trying. He figured that one of these days he would do something so good that someone would have to recognize him for it. Things seemed to be going backwards though. It seemed the harder he tried the more trouble he would get into. He cut the grass, cleaned the yard, picked all the leaves and trimmed the hedges. He got thirsty so he left the garbage bag out that was full of leaves. It had only been out for about 5 minutes while he got a drink but that just happened to be the time his old man drove up. His dad came totally unglued on him for leaving the bag out side. There wasn’t a word said about all the work he had got done in the yard. Jake learnt a long time ago that it was a waste of time to try and argue with his dad because there was no way he could win. He just put his drink down and went back to the yard to finish cleaning.
Another example was one that really hurt Jake. His brother and sister are both c students and for the most part Jake himself is a b student. Jake got an A on a very long essay that he wrote. The mark was actually 96 out of 100. He was so proud of this mark and was quite sure that his parents would finally be proud of him. But it really wasn’t a surprise when his dad asked him why he didn’t get 100 instead of 96. He was quick to tell Jake that the mistakes he made were really dumb. Jake just walked out of the front room. He couldn’t help but think that all this shit wasn’t just hurting him any more but instead it was really starting to piss him off. He was going to get through to his parents one way or another.
So as the weeks and months passed nothing changed. Whenever anything went right it was because of Jakes brother and sister but if anything went wrong it was somehow always his fault. He didn’t even have to be around when something happened. His parents would always find a way to blame it on him. How ever there was a bigger thing bothering Jake. He was worried about some of the thoughts that were going through his mind lately. They were not only scary thoughts but they were very evil thoughts about how he wanted to get back at the family
Any way as time went on things didn’t really get any better but they also didn’t get worse. Then the day came that would change Jakes life forever as well as his families. Jake was gone to his aunties and uncles for the weekend. He was actually having a lot of fun because they treated him more like a son then his parents ever did. He was out motor biking most of the afternoon. When he came in for supper his uncle told him he was supposed to call his dad. Jake didn’t want to make that call because he knew it could only mean one thing and that was that he was in shit for something. However he bit the bullet and made the call and of course it was what he expected.
His brother and sister were playing pool and one of the cues broke. So jakes dad called and asked him what he did to the cue before he left. Jake was sick of keeping his mouth shut. He was very respectable to his father when he told him he hadn’t played pool for at least 6 months so there was no possible way the cue breaking could have had anything to do with him. Well of course sticking up for himself proved very quickly to be the wrong thing to do. Jake should have known better but he just couldn’t take it any more. At the moment he hung up the phone he decided that things were going to change. If he was going to get blamed for things and he was innocent of doing them then why not start doing things. Something just cracked in his head because in an instant he went from a trying, caring boy to an evil down right messed up kid and it would be evident as soon as he got home. If the only way he could get attention was bad attention then so be it he was going to get the worst attention possible.
Sunday night when he got home he knew his dad was going to be all over him about the pool cue and sure as hell he was right. Jake was barely through the door and his dad was in his face. Jake took it for about 10 seconds before he looked at his dad and told him to shut up. Jake knew that his dad saw the evil in his eyes because for a moment you could see the terror on his face and it actually made Jake feel good as he pushed his way past his dad and headed up to his room. Jake knew it was too good to be true and sure as hell about 30 seconds later his dad came storming into his room. He didn’t even give Jake a chance this time but instead just started yelling. Jake kept his cool for as long as he could before all hell broke loose. The first thing he saw was a baseball trophy on his dresser. A trophy that only he cared about. Hell he was pretty sure that his family didn’t even know that he played baseball. Jake grabbed the trophy and swung as hard and fast as he could. There was silence. His dad lay on the floor in a pool of blood that was slowly getting bigger. Jake didn’t know if he was alive or not and he really didn’t care. He left his room and closed the door behind himself so nobody would discover his dad’s body anytime soon.
The rest of jakes family was down in the rumpus room watching movies and he wanted to keep it that way. Jake took about 30 seconds to find what he was looking for in the garage. 2 five gallon jerry cans full of fuel that was usually used for the boat but would be used for different purposes tonight. He walked around the house pouring the gas on the side of the house paying close attention to the doors and windows to make sure there would be lots of flames at any exit points. About ten minutes later Jake lit the match. Even he was surprised at how fast the house burst into flames. He remembers thinking about how cool it looked. He had to move back because the heat was getting to extreme.
Jake felt absolutely no remorse when he heard the members of his family inside screaming for their lives and felt even better once the yelling stopped. Now he knew it was finally over. He would never be wrongly blamed for anything any more. Now he just stood on the curb and waited for the fire truck and the police to arrive. While waiting Jake was absolutely sure of two things. He wouldn’t be wrongly accused for this because he did it and there was no denying it and secondly getting attention wouldn’t be a problem for a long time.
As the months went by Jake never quit trying. He figured that one of these days he would do something so good that someone would have to recognize him for it. Things seemed to be going backwards though. It seemed the harder he tried the more trouble he would get into. He cut the grass, cleaned the yard, picked all the leaves and trimmed the hedges. He got thirsty so he left the garbage bag out that was full of leaves. It had only been out for about 5 minutes while he got a drink but that just happened to be the time his old man drove up. His dad came totally unglued on him for leaving the bag out side. There wasn’t a word said about all the work he had got done in the yard. Jake learnt a long time ago that it was a waste of time to try and argue with his dad because there was no way he could win. He just put his drink down and went back to the yard to finish cleaning.
Another example was one that really hurt Jake. His brother and sister are both c students and for the most part Jake himself is a b student. Jake got an A on a very long essay that he wrote. The mark was actually 96 out of 100. He was so proud of this mark and was quite sure that his parents would finally be proud of him. But it really wasn’t a surprise when his dad asked him why he didn’t get 100 instead of 96. He was quick to tell Jake that the mistakes he made were really dumb. Jake just walked out of the front room. He couldn’t help but think that all this shit wasn’t just hurting him any more but instead it was really starting to piss him off. He was going to get through to his parents one way or another.
So as the weeks and months passed nothing changed. Whenever anything went right it was because of Jakes brother and sister but if anything went wrong it was somehow always his fault. He didn’t even have to be around when something happened. His parents would always find a way to blame it on him. How ever there was a bigger thing bothering Jake. He was worried about some of the thoughts that were going through his mind lately. They were not only scary thoughts but they were very evil thoughts about how he wanted to get back at the family
Any way as time went on things didn’t really get any better but they also didn’t get worse. Then the day came that would change Jakes life forever as well as his families. Jake was gone to his aunties and uncles for the weekend. He was actually having a lot of fun because they treated him more like a son then his parents ever did. He was out motor biking most of the afternoon. When he came in for supper his uncle told him he was supposed to call his dad. Jake didn’t want to make that call because he knew it could only mean one thing and that was that he was in shit for something. However he bit the bullet and made the call and of course it was what he expected.
His brother and sister were playing pool and one of the cues broke. So jakes dad called and asked him what he did to the cue before he left. Jake was sick of keeping his mouth shut. He was very respectable to his father when he told him he hadn’t played pool for at least 6 months so there was no possible way the cue breaking could have had anything to do with him. Well of course sticking up for himself proved very quickly to be the wrong thing to do. Jake should have known better but he just couldn’t take it any more. At the moment he hung up the phone he decided that things were going to change. If he was going to get blamed for things and he was innocent of doing them then why not start doing things. Something just cracked in his head because in an instant he went from a trying, caring boy to an evil down right messed up kid and it would be evident as soon as he got home. If the only way he could get attention was bad attention then so be it he was going to get the worst attention possible.
Sunday night when he got home he knew his dad was going to be all over him about the pool cue and sure as hell he was right. Jake was barely through the door and his dad was in his face. Jake took it for about 10 seconds before he looked at his dad and told him to shut up. Jake knew that his dad saw the evil in his eyes because for a moment you could see the terror on his face and it actually made Jake feel good as he pushed his way past his dad and headed up to his room. Jake knew it was too good to be true and sure as hell about 30 seconds later his dad came storming into his room. He didn’t even give Jake a chance this time but instead just started yelling. Jake kept his cool for as long as he could before all hell broke loose. The first thing he saw was a baseball trophy on his dresser. A trophy that only he cared about. Hell he was pretty sure that his family didn’t even know that he played baseball. Jake grabbed the trophy and swung as hard and fast as he could. There was silence. His dad lay on the floor in a pool of blood that was slowly getting bigger. Jake didn’t know if he was alive or not and he really didn’t care. He left his room and closed the door behind himself so nobody would discover his dad’s body anytime soon.
The rest of jakes family was down in the rumpus room watching movies and he wanted to keep it that way. Jake took about 30 seconds to find what he was looking for in the garage. 2 five gallon jerry cans full of fuel that was usually used for the boat but would be used for different purposes tonight. He walked around the house pouring the gas on the side of the house paying close attention to the doors and windows to make sure there would be lots of flames at any exit points. About ten minutes later Jake lit the match. Even he was surprised at how fast the house burst into flames. He remembers thinking about how cool it looked. He had to move back because the heat was getting to extreme.
Jake felt absolutely no remorse when he heard the members of his family inside screaming for their lives and felt even better once the yelling stopped. Now he knew it was finally over. He would never be wrongly blamed for anything any more. Now he just stood on the curb and waited for the fire truck and the police to arrive. While waiting Jake was absolutely sure of two things. He wouldn’t be wrongly accused for this because he did it and there was no denying it and secondly getting attention wouldn’t be a problem for a long time.
Friday, February 23, 2007
Bargain Price Murder
Every day things seemed to be getting a lot weirder around Jakes house. His parents seemed to be spending all their free time down in the basement and any time he tried to go down they would yell at him to stay up stairs. When they were upstairs all they did was sit in front of the television with a blank stare on their faces. Now his sister that was a different story in a same kind of way. She too was acting weird but her weirdness was totally different from his parents. In the last month she had gone from a sweet 14 year old to what he was looking at now. A girl all dressed in black with white make up all over her face. She had three rings in her lip about ten in each ear, two in each eye brow and three in her nose. She was also listening to music which contained death in every lyric. He had no idea what was going on but it was scaring him and he was bound and determined to find out.
That night while lying in bed he heard his mom and dad coming down the hallway so he pretended to be sleeping when they walked into his room and looked over him. He had to be careful when he took a look at them because he didn’t want them to know that he was awake. The look in their eyes almost got Jake up and running for his life. They were looking at him like they were deciding to let him live or not. About two minutes later the couple both looked up at one another, nodded their heads, turned around and walked out. To him it looked like they had just made a decision about something and he was pretty sure that something had something to do with him. Jake knew that sleep at this point wasn’t going to happen until he figured what the hell was going on and he decided that tomorrow would be the day that he tried.
Jake made his way to school the next morning but it was all a diversion. He didn’t want anyone to get suspicious on what he was doing. After the first period bell rang Jake snuck out of school and headed home. He wasn’t 100 percent sure but what he did know was that his parents should both be at work. Would they be? He was about to find out. When he got home the cars were gone and the door was locked but that wasn’t enough to let Jake let his guard down. He entered the house very quietly just hoping no one would be inside. As far as he could tell the house was empty. Jake headed straight to the basement door.
He had to make a decision once at the door. He had no clue how to pick a lock so the only way in would be to break the lock. He had no clue how much trouble he was going to get into and another thing he didn’t know was what was waiting on the other side for him. He knew he had to take some chances because he was pretty sure that his parents were planning on making some sort of move on him pretty soon. He decided to break the lock and suffer the consequences later.
Just as he was about to nail the lock with the hammer he had found in the garage he saw that he could just remove the screws from the hasp. This way he would be able to put them back and maybe there would be a better chance that no one would figure out that he was down there if indeed there was something being hid down there. Ten minutes later he was making his way down the stairs.
At first glance everything downstairs looked normal but then he saw something that threw terror into his soul. The table in the corner was covered in blood. There were trays underneath that had chunks of meat or something lying in pools of blood. Jakes head began to spin he knew that if he didn’t gather himself rather quickly he was going to faint down here. He took about a minute to gather some senses. He still didn’t have a clue what was going on but now he wanted to find out. He snooped around for a couple more minutes not finding anything else until he noticed the potato storage room door. He didn’t want to open the door but something inside him was telling him that a lot of the answers were inside there.
Jake got to the door, hesitated for a moment and then pulled it open. He was shocked at what he saw. It wasn’t what he expected but definitely weird. There was a hallway that led under ground. It was a creepy looking hall way. Maybe something you would see in a Harry Potter movie. There were torches hanging on the walls that were dirt. There was no architecture here but just a crude hallway. Jakes senses were telling him not to go down that hallway but at this point his curiosity was stronger then his senses.
Jake just kept walking until he got to a door on his right hand side. He was still curious but now his senses took over and they ordered him to get the hell out of there. He wanted so badly to open that door but instead he turned around and started running. He ran back to the basement, closed the cellar door and ran up the stairs. He took about 3 minutes to screw the hasp back on and then he left the house. He knew he had to find out what was behind that door but he didn’t want to go in with out some insurance. He decided that he needed to get a gun.
Jake was underage and didn’t have a lot of money. He was in three pawnshops before some one finally decided to give him the time of day. Actually in this store Jake had a gun in 10 minutes. There was no paper trail and Jake walked out as if nothing happened. He had no idea how to even use a gun but somehow he felt better now that he had it. His first reaction was to wait until the following morning to go back to the basement but then he remembered the look on his parent’s faces and he wasn’t even sure he would be around in the morning. He headed back to the house.
Jake didn’t have to think about it this time. He wasted no time with the screws. He took the hammer and pulled the hasp right off the wall. He was pretty sure that as of right now it didn’t matter anymore. This time there was nothing slow about his actions. He was at the door in the hallway in less then two minutes. However before opening the door he decided to put his ear up against it to see if he could hear anything. All was silent. He didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing. But he had no time to wait. It was now or never. Jake pushed the door open.
Once inside he needed a moment for his eyes to adjust to the light but once they did he wished they hadn’t. What he saw was something you should only ever have to see in a horror movie. There were about 200 tables set up with bodies on everyone of them. The bodies looked like monsters. There was no doubt that these were once human and there was no doubt that there was both male and female but other than that they could only be described as monsters. He didn’t even know if these hideous creatures were dead or alive and he all of a sudden decided that he didn’t want to be here any more. He didn’t want to know if these creatures were alive so he turned to leave. Just then he was pretty sure he would never leave. At the doorway standing there was two dark figures. He couldn’t see them very well but he knew it was his parents and somehow he knew he wasn’t going to escape this room alive.
In a couple seconds his suspicions were confirmed. His dad started talking. He proceeded to tell Jake that he shouldn’t have come down here. If only he would have minded his own business then all would have been good for Jake. His dad told him that he could have done anything he wanted in exchange for silence. He was told that all was too late now. He had seen too much and there was no way he could take a chance on Jake leading someone here ho shouldn’t be here.
Jake was terrified. He had no clue as to what was going on but now he didn’t want to find out. But what he wanted and what he was going to get were two different things.
He just sat back and listened in horror as his dad begun explaining what was going on down here. He told Jake that what he was seeing in here was a colony of mutants. They were being raised to take over the country. He explained that it looked small now but each one of these mutants equaled twenty grown men in strength and intelligence and at rate it wouldn’t take long. He explained to his son that they would start small and get bigger as they took on more recruits which led into his father’s next question. He asked Jake to be a recruit. He had no idea how he would become a recruit be he knew he had no interest either. He just shook his head.
At that very moment Jake knew it was all over. He watched his parents emotionless faces disappear behind the closing door. A couple seconds later the lights turned on inside the room. He was able to see that he was standing in the middle of the room and also that there was a lot more than 200 of these mutants but rather about 2000. He wasn’t at all surprised when these things started waking up. He knew it was time to use the gun he bought. Oh Jake wasn’t dumb enough to think that he was going to take these things on but rather when he bought the gun he had only two shells put in it. One was to blow his brains out if something like this happened and the second was in case the first didn’t work.
Jake had a few seconds to think about his childhood. He remembered a fun loving family. There was never anything out of the ordinary. There was no doubt in his mind that his parents loved him. They never gave him a reason to doubt this. He couldn’t figure out what happened but he was running out of time. The mutants were only seconds away from him now. He had no final words. He just put the gun to his temple, pulled the trigger and for Jake the horror was over.
That night while lying in bed he heard his mom and dad coming down the hallway so he pretended to be sleeping when they walked into his room and looked over him. He had to be careful when he took a look at them because he didn’t want them to know that he was awake. The look in their eyes almost got Jake up and running for his life. They were looking at him like they were deciding to let him live or not. About two minutes later the couple both looked up at one another, nodded their heads, turned around and walked out. To him it looked like they had just made a decision about something and he was pretty sure that something had something to do with him. Jake knew that sleep at this point wasn’t going to happen until he figured what the hell was going on and he decided that tomorrow would be the day that he tried.
Jake made his way to school the next morning but it was all a diversion. He didn’t want anyone to get suspicious on what he was doing. After the first period bell rang Jake snuck out of school and headed home. He wasn’t 100 percent sure but what he did know was that his parents should both be at work. Would they be? He was about to find out. When he got home the cars were gone and the door was locked but that wasn’t enough to let Jake let his guard down. He entered the house very quietly just hoping no one would be inside. As far as he could tell the house was empty. Jake headed straight to the basement door.
He had to make a decision once at the door. He had no clue how to pick a lock so the only way in would be to break the lock. He had no clue how much trouble he was going to get into and another thing he didn’t know was what was waiting on the other side for him. He knew he had to take some chances because he was pretty sure that his parents were planning on making some sort of move on him pretty soon. He decided to break the lock and suffer the consequences later.
Just as he was about to nail the lock with the hammer he had found in the garage he saw that he could just remove the screws from the hasp. This way he would be able to put them back and maybe there would be a better chance that no one would figure out that he was down there if indeed there was something being hid down there. Ten minutes later he was making his way down the stairs.
At first glance everything downstairs looked normal but then he saw something that threw terror into his soul. The table in the corner was covered in blood. There were trays underneath that had chunks of meat or something lying in pools of blood. Jakes head began to spin he knew that if he didn’t gather himself rather quickly he was going to faint down here. He took about a minute to gather some senses. He still didn’t have a clue what was going on but now he wanted to find out. He snooped around for a couple more minutes not finding anything else until he noticed the potato storage room door. He didn’t want to open the door but something inside him was telling him that a lot of the answers were inside there.
Jake got to the door, hesitated for a moment and then pulled it open. He was shocked at what he saw. It wasn’t what he expected but definitely weird. There was a hallway that led under ground. It was a creepy looking hall way. Maybe something you would see in a Harry Potter movie. There were torches hanging on the walls that were dirt. There was no architecture here but just a crude hallway. Jakes senses were telling him not to go down that hallway but at this point his curiosity was stronger then his senses.
Jake just kept walking until he got to a door on his right hand side. He was still curious but now his senses took over and they ordered him to get the hell out of there. He wanted so badly to open that door but instead he turned around and started running. He ran back to the basement, closed the cellar door and ran up the stairs. He took about 3 minutes to screw the hasp back on and then he left the house. He knew he had to find out what was behind that door but he didn’t want to go in with out some insurance. He decided that he needed to get a gun.
Jake was underage and didn’t have a lot of money. He was in three pawnshops before some one finally decided to give him the time of day. Actually in this store Jake had a gun in 10 minutes. There was no paper trail and Jake walked out as if nothing happened. He had no idea how to even use a gun but somehow he felt better now that he had it. His first reaction was to wait until the following morning to go back to the basement but then he remembered the look on his parent’s faces and he wasn’t even sure he would be around in the morning. He headed back to the house.
Jake didn’t have to think about it this time. He wasted no time with the screws. He took the hammer and pulled the hasp right off the wall. He was pretty sure that as of right now it didn’t matter anymore. This time there was nothing slow about his actions. He was at the door in the hallway in less then two minutes. However before opening the door he decided to put his ear up against it to see if he could hear anything. All was silent. He didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing. But he had no time to wait. It was now or never. Jake pushed the door open.
Once inside he needed a moment for his eyes to adjust to the light but once they did he wished they hadn’t. What he saw was something you should only ever have to see in a horror movie. There were about 200 tables set up with bodies on everyone of them. The bodies looked like monsters. There was no doubt that these were once human and there was no doubt that there was both male and female but other than that they could only be described as monsters. He didn’t even know if these hideous creatures were dead or alive and he all of a sudden decided that he didn’t want to be here any more. He didn’t want to know if these creatures were alive so he turned to leave. Just then he was pretty sure he would never leave. At the doorway standing there was two dark figures. He couldn’t see them very well but he knew it was his parents and somehow he knew he wasn’t going to escape this room alive.
In a couple seconds his suspicions were confirmed. His dad started talking. He proceeded to tell Jake that he shouldn’t have come down here. If only he would have minded his own business then all would have been good for Jake. His dad told him that he could have done anything he wanted in exchange for silence. He was told that all was too late now. He had seen too much and there was no way he could take a chance on Jake leading someone here ho shouldn’t be here.
Jake was terrified. He had no clue as to what was going on but now he didn’t want to find out. But what he wanted and what he was going to get were two different things.
He just sat back and listened in horror as his dad begun explaining what was going on down here. He told Jake that what he was seeing in here was a colony of mutants. They were being raised to take over the country. He explained that it looked small now but each one of these mutants equaled twenty grown men in strength and intelligence and at rate it wouldn’t take long. He explained to his son that they would start small and get bigger as they took on more recruits which led into his father’s next question. He asked Jake to be a recruit. He had no idea how he would become a recruit be he knew he had no interest either. He just shook his head.
At that very moment Jake knew it was all over. He watched his parents emotionless faces disappear behind the closing door. A couple seconds later the lights turned on inside the room. He was able to see that he was standing in the middle of the room and also that there was a lot more than 200 of these mutants but rather about 2000. He wasn’t at all surprised when these things started waking up. He knew it was time to use the gun he bought. Oh Jake wasn’t dumb enough to think that he was going to take these things on but rather when he bought the gun he had only two shells put in it. One was to blow his brains out if something like this happened and the second was in case the first didn’t work.
Jake had a few seconds to think about his childhood. He remembered a fun loving family. There was never anything out of the ordinary. There was no doubt in his mind that his parents loved him. They never gave him a reason to doubt this. He couldn’t figure out what happened but he was running out of time. The mutants were only seconds away from him now. He had no final words. He just put the gun to his temple, pulled the trigger and for Jake the horror was over.
BAD CREDIT
After a lot of bad years Jakes life was finally going in the right direction. At least that’s what he thought until an unforeseen turn of events erupted his comfortable life. What should have been a deal breaker meeting turned out to be an afternoon that Jake would never forget.
Jake is a salesman in the oil patch. He was entertaining some big clients. He had treated them to lunch and drinks and was just about to sign the deal that would be a career maker for him. All at once this was about to all change. The manager of the restaurant came to jakes table and asked him to accompany him for a moment. When Jake asked him what this was about all the manager would tell him was that there was a slight problem with his credit card. Jake was pretty sure it was all a mistake because he carried a corporate card with a 25000 dollar limit. So after excusing him self he followed the manager into a back room.
This is where everything went to hell in a hand basket in a hurry. He had only a split second to have a look before he realized he was fighting for air. It took him longer to realize that he had just been punched in the gut and the reason he was fighting for air was because the hit was so hard that it knocked the wind out of him. Before he could straighten out and find out what the hell was going on he was hit again this time it was harder and it was in the face. He didn’t know what was going on and he didn’t know how he was going to find out if these guys didn’t stop hitting him. All he could think of doing at that very moment was to fall. Just fall to the floor and see what happens.
It seems that this tactic would work for the mean time. He was able to ask what was going on before the kick to the ribs came. When it came there was pain that Jake thought impossible to feel. He was seeing stars and grasping for breath. It did however look like he was going to get a bit of a reprieve when a beautiful lady walked into the room. Jake immediately recognized her as his boss’s wife. He had absolutely no clue as to what was going on but he was sure he was about to find out. Jake decided that at this point it was probably best if he kept his mouth shut and waited for someone to tell him something.
It didn’t take long for the lady that he knew as Judy to start talking. The creepy thing was that her talk started with a laugh that he had only ever heard in horror movies. At this point Jake didn’t know why but he was pretty sure he didn’t want to find out what was going on but he was also pretty sure that finding out wasn’t his choice. Judy began screaming in a horrid voice. She was screaming things that made no sense to Jake. Things like “enough is enough, its not going to happen any more, your done”, and many other comments that now had Jake scared for his life. He still had no clue what was going on. The only thing that he was sure of was that he was dealing with a mad woman. He knew he had to do something and he had to do it quickly so he tried asking a question. Well he didn’t even have three words out before the foot came flying into his ribs for the second time. This time how ever he heard the cracking of his ribs and felt the pain that followed it. Now all he could wonder was when this was going to end. He was in too much pain to wonder any more why it was happening.
By now the pain had pretty much taken over his thoughts. All he could think of was getting it to stop. All of a sudden he heard the crazed woman talking again. She was yelling at her guys to finish him, kill him, i'm sick of looking at him. Jake couldn’t believe what he was hearing. She was giving her goons orders to kill him. Almost immediately Jake started thinking about his time with his company. He tried to remember what he had done so awful that it would warrant his execution. He had been with the company for just over ten years now and all he had ever done was make a shit load of money for them. There was nothing that he could remember. He had little time to think before the beating became even more brutal. Jake knew it was only a matter of seconds before he became a statistic but he didn’t want to die without knowing why this was happening. He had nothing left and even surprised him self when one lonely loud word came out of his mouth. That word was “why?”
Both his eyes were bloody and anything he did see was just a blur. How ever he did recognize the last blur as the woman. She bent down beside his ear to whisper something into it. “Because I can.” Those were the last words he heard before the laughter started all over again. Jake only had a few seconds to think about her answer. It really made no sense to him but that didn’t matter because he felt on more swift pain in the side of his head. He didn’t know why but his last thought before his eyes closed for ever was him wondering if he got his credit card back or not. The room went dark.
Jake is a salesman in the oil patch. He was entertaining some big clients. He had treated them to lunch and drinks and was just about to sign the deal that would be a career maker for him. All at once this was about to all change. The manager of the restaurant came to jakes table and asked him to accompany him for a moment. When Jake asked him what this was about all the manager would tell him was that there was a slight problem with his credit card. Jake was pretty sure it was all a mistake because he carried a corporate card with a 25000 dollar limit. So after excusing him self he followed the manager into a back room.
This is where everything went to hell in a hand basket in a hurry. He had only a split second to have a look before he realized he was fighting for air. It took him longer to realize that he had just been punched in the gut and the reason he was fighting for air was because the hit was so hard that it knocked the wind out of him. Before he could straighten out and find out what the hell was going on he was hit again this time it was harder and it was in the face. He didn’t know what was going on and he didn’t know how he was going to find out if these guys didn’t stop hitting him. All he could think of doing at that very moment was to fall. Just fall to the floor and see what happens.
It seems that this tactic would work for the mean time. He was able to ask what was going on before the kick to the ribs came. When it came there was pain that Jake thought impossible to feel. He was seeing stars and grasping for breath. It did however look like he was going to get a bit of a reprieve when a beautiful lady walked into the room. Jake immediately recognized her as his boss’s wife. He had absolutely no clue as to what was going on but he was sure he was about to find out. Jake decided that at this point it was probably best if he kept his mouth shut and waited for someone to tell him something.
It didn’t take long for the lady that he knew as Judy to start talking. The creepy thing was that her talk started with a laugh that he had only ever heard in horror movies. At this point Jake didn’t know why but he was pretty sure he didn’t want to find out what was going on but he was also pretty sure that finding out wasn’t his choice. Judy began screaming in a horrid voice. She was screaming things that made no sense to Jake. Things like “enough is enough, its not going to happen any more, your done”, and many other comments that now had Jake scared for his life. He still had no clue what was going on. The only thing that he was sure of was that he was dealing with a mad woman. He knew he had to do something and he had to do it quickly so he tried asking a question. Well he didn’t even have three words out before the foot came flying into his ribs for the second time. This time how ever he heard the cracking of his ribs and felt the pain that followed it. Now all he could wonder was when this was going to end. He was in too much pain to wonder any more why it was happening.
By now the pain had pretty much taken over his thoughts. All he could think of was getting it to stop. All of a sudden he heard the crazed woman talking again. She was yelling at her guys to finish him, kill him, i'm sick of looking at him. Jake couldn’t believe what he was hearing. She was giving her goons orders to kill him. Almost immediately Jake started thinking about his time with his company. He tried to remember what he had done so awful that it would warrant his execution. He had been with the company for just over ten years now and all he had ever done was make a shit load of money for them. There was nothing that he could remember. He had little time to think before the beating became even more brutal. Jake knew it was only a matter of seconds before he became a statistic but he didn’t want to die without knowing why this was happening. He had nothing left and even surprised him self when one lonely loud word came out of his mouth. That word was “why?”
Both his eyes were bloody and anything he did see was just a blur. How ever he did recognize the last blur as the woman. She bent down beside his ear to whisper something into it. “Because I can.” Those were the last words he heard before the laughter started all over again. Jake only had a few seconds to think about her answer. It really made no sense to him but that didn’t matter because he felt on more swift pain in the side of his head. He didn’t know why but his last thought before his eyes closed for ever was him wondering if he got his credit card back or not. The room went dark.
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