caboserr
10-20-2007, 06:04 PM
you never know who could be who and you never know who can save you...or kill you.thats my story i have the scars to prove it .my story starts in my trip to asheville,north carolina.iwas heading to a beach house with my friend and father.i was on holiday from my job as a cop for new york city.as we was heading down there on the plane my dad said to me"when ever you come across a problem you ether a shoot it b run or c get help" i should have listened. when ever we got there our neighbor was waiting ."hey are you guys the new neighbors i'm roland nice to meet you"he saidmy dad ran in the house"wow"he said.later that night iwas awoken by a gunshot."you move and i will blow your head off"my dad yelled"ok your the boss"..it was roland i ran down my dad had a shot gun to roland's head.i saw him holding a knife..and i saw my frieds cut up body beside him."what the hell"i thought isaw roland cut my dads leg."aggggh"he yelled. the next thing i know he cut my dads throat and ran twoards me.i ran down the stairs him chasing me he stabed me in the back. and cut me a few more times i grabed my pistol off my tatical belt" pow pow pow"he was down....the cops never took it to trial since he was dead. that man has killed over 45 people. iwas his only survivor..i have had nightmars eversince...its just an instinct ....... how do you like it people tell me how you liked it