Love is such a beautiful thing, but it's just as ugly as it is beautiful. Love can drive one to do many things that one wouldn't normally do. It's also strange for those who had never been in love to understand it. Love is something complex,special, rare, & something that is supposed to be forever lasting and enjoyable. On the other hand love can drive one to do some unspeakable and unimaginable acts.
The following story is true for the most part. The names have been changed to protect the innocent, oh wait there are no innocent parties when love is involved. It's sad to see what love can do to a person and then again it's also great to see what love can do for one. You may ask how I do know this, the answer is simple I've seen these things take place before and it's my job to take care of what happens when things go wrong or right depending upon your point of view. You may ask why is it my job and the answer is very simple I am the Crypt Keeper. This is my job, I gave up my own life so that I can warn others about the dangers of everyday life.
Now that that's out of the way ladies and gentleman this is the story of five friends. Three boys, two girls and the twisted love pyramid that they got themselves in. Before I take you to the story here's a little bit of background info. You have Samuel, a young slightly crazy but good natured person, who has a crush, that he refuses to admit to anyone, on a certain girl named Jenny. Jenny has a boyfriend, named Tim, who is in another state even though most of the time she doesn't act like that especially when she's around a certain boy named Ash. Jenny's best friend and roommate is a girl named Bethany. Bethany is a bit of flirt but yet is starting to change her ways thanks to Samuel's friend Ash. Ash has a crush on Bethany and has told Bethany how he feels. Ash and Bethany get along just find when they are by themselves but when others come into play the two tend not to talk to each other. Now that you have a little bit of background information on the situation let's pick up the story at the end of things. A violent murder & a violent car bombing have just been committed. There are two victims in the murder Ash & Bethany. The car bombing claimed four lives including Samuel, Tim, and a “innocent” spectator. Now that you think you know how things ended for them, let's get ourselves to that point.
Enjoy Love's Crypt if you can.
“ Why don't you just come out and admit that you like Jenny?” Ash questioned Samuel.
“ How many time's must I tell you
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Diary of A Saint (incomplete)
They say that every sinner was once a saint. Well, what do they have to say about the girlfriend of a sinner? Is she a sinner by association? Is she a saint? Well, if you ask me I'll tell you that I'm a saint trying to undo what a sinner has done. Five years ago my boyfriend pulled off the biggest heist in the history of the state of Alabama and for the past five years I've lived the life of luxury. Enough is enough, my son is now five and wondering about daddy. My conscience is starting to eat at me. Things are starting to get out of control for me, I don't know what to do. Well, I guess all I can do is pull a page out of my boyfriend's play book and go back and look at some of my past diary entries and make a decision based upon those very entries.
July 15th
Five years and three months since the robbery and his death. Let me call it what it was his suicide his cop out his escape from responsibility. He wanted to be famous, he was driven by greed. It was his selfish desire that led to his downfall. He didn't have to kill everybody else but he couldn't allow anybody else to be around to share in the glory he wanted it all for himself. He wanted the fame, the fortune, the infamy, and hell if he was lucky enough he wanted the special that would air on t.v. to be all about him and how he pulled it off. Never mind the fact that the asshole had help from me, his sister,his brother, an old friend, and who the hell knows who else. I guess that greed really is a deadly sin. How's the weather in hell my friend?
July 16th
There is one thing I can thank the asshole for and that is making sure that me and his son, Xavier, don't have to worry about anything when it comes to monetary matters. That's bout the only thing I can thank him for. I have to raise Xavier all by myself. Xavier always ask where is daddy, when is daddy coming home? I keep telling him that daddy is away on business and that he will be home as soon as he can. The sad thing is that he's never ever coming back again no matter what. I have to tell Xavier sooner than later.
July 17th
I often feel sorry for Xavier at times. Not too many true friends at school, he has no father figure, he has no grandparents, hell he has no family other than me. I try to be there for him as much as possible. I take him to school every morning. I'm there every afternoon early with a surprise for him. I take him to football practice and I'm at every single football game that he has. I would sacrifice it all to make sure he is happy and safe.
July 18th
Wow I guess I now know how the asshole felt when he first saw me. I was out going for a jog today to help get my mind off of some things when I saw this absolutely stunning well-dressed business man. Now after going throw the things that I've been through I know better than to fall for a cute face and a smile. But there's something about him that draws me to him. I just don't know what is. I wish I did or maybe it's best that I don't know.
July 19th
Xavier had a summer league basketball game today. I was so proud to see him out there following in my footsteps. He even has a jumper like me, even though he's five. I also went into a part of the house that I rarely visit, a part of the house that Xavier doesn't know about. That room has so many things that are close to me and some things that bring back painful memories. The room contains basically everything from the robbery. It has some the memorabilia we stole from the bank to stacks of cash. It also contains pictures of me and the asshole. It also has the gun that he used to execute his cop out. There is also a letter that the asshole wrote to his unborn child explaining why he isn't around. I know Xavier needs to see it, I just don't know if I'm ready for him to see it.
July 20th
Maybe I should just go ahead and tell Xavier about his dad. I should also tell him about the person who could become his step-dad. Hold up I'm starting to rush into things again
July 15th
Five years and three months since the robbery and his death. Let me call it what it was his suicide his cop out his escape from responsibility. He wanted to be famous, he was driven by greed. It was his selfish desire that led to his downfall. He didn't have to kill everybody else but he couldn't allow anybody else to be around to share in the glory he wanted it all for himself. He wanted the fame, the fortune, the infamy, and hell if he was lucky enough he wanted the special that would air on t.v. to be all about him and how he pulled it off. Never mind the fact that the asshole had help from me, his sister,his brother, an old friend, and who the hell knows who else. I guess that greed really is a deadly sin. How's the weather in hell my friend?
July 16th
There is one thing I can thank the asshole for and that is making sure that me and his son, Xavier, don't have to worry about anything when it comes to monetary matters. That's bout the only thing I can thank him for. I have to raise Xavier all by myself. Xavier always ask where is daddy, when is daddy coming home? I keep telling him that daddy is away on business and that he will be home as soon as he can. The sad thing is that he's never ever coming back again no matter what. I have to tell Xavier sooner than later.
July 17th
I often feel sorry for Xavier at times. Not too many true friends at school, he has no father figure, he has no grandparents, hell he has no family other than me. I try to be there for him as much as possible. I take him to school every morning. I'm there every afternoon early with a surprise for him. I take him to football practice and I'm at every single football game that he has. I would sacrifice it all to make sure he is happy and safe.
July 18th
Wow I guess I now know how the asshole felt when he first saw me. I was out going for a jog today to help get my mind off of some things when I saw this absolutely stunning well-dressed business man. Now after going throw the things that I've been through I know better than to fall for a cute face and a smile. But there's something about him that draws me to him. I just don't know what is. I wish I did or maybe it's best that I don't know.
July 19th
Xavier had a summer league basketball game today. I was so proud to see him out there following in my footsteps. He even has a jumper like me, even though he's five. I also went into a part of the house that I rarely visit, a part of the house that Xavier doesn't know about. That room has so many things that are close to me and some things that bring back painful memories. The room contains basically everything from the robbery. It has some the memorabilia we stole from the bank to stacks of cash. It also contains pictures of me and the asshole. It also has the gun that he used to execute his cop out. There is also a letter that the asshole wrote to his unborn child explaining why he isn't around. I know Xavier needs to see it, I just don't know if I'm ready for him to see it.
July 20th
Maybe I should just go ahead and tell Xavier about his dad. I should also tell him about the person who could become his step-dad. Hold up I'm starting to rush into things again
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
6-30-00
Dear grandma
Fuck this letter writing shit
It's been 10 years since you died
I still hurt everyday
Random hauntings and flashbacks
I remember that shit vividly
Too vividly
I'm ok for the most part
Let me stop lying
I'm a mess. Idk what I want out of life
Hell I dont know why I'm in college other than I was told to go
Surviving these past ten years
Far from easy
I should be the fourth grave next to yall
I really need you. I do
I don't know who or what the fuck I am
Other than lost.
You kept me straight as a kid
Now I'm just a fuck up that can't do right
One that looks for others to make me better
Plain and simple I'm nothing
I need you more than ever
I love you
I miss you
Fuck this letter writing shit
It's been 10 years since you died
I still hurt everyday
Random hauntings and flashbacks
I remember that shit vividly
Too vividly
I'm ok for the most part
Let me stop lying
I'm a mess. Idk what I want out of life
Hell I dont know why I'm in college other than I was told to go
Surviving these past ten years
Far from easy
I should be the fourth grave next to yall
I really need you. I do
I don't know who or what the fuck I am
Other than lost.
You kept me straight as a kid
Now I'm just a fuck up that can't do right
One that looks for others to make me better
Plain and simple I'm nothing
I need you more than ever
I love you
I miss you
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