planning for the worst
Looking at the two as I play with the knife in my hand I humor the idea of a normal life again, it would be almost impossible. In only a short amount of time I've seen the guts of an innocent man, watched a pure girl take all of her clothes off before falling unconscious and dying a painfully numb death only to rise again because I was not prepared for the cold that would seep into the building and tickle the souls of the living inside until they stopped breathing. A man slits his throat only to be stabbed in the head and carried outside by an amazon woman of only 17, my amazon friend, my hacker sidekick, my brother and his man? Partner? Friend? And the small girl who sat in the back of the pickup as the amazon cleaned her machete of another innocent man's blood, if this is the begging I don't want to see the end. I was planning for a disaster in this world but I can now say that I was never planning for the worst, only what I thought the worst could be.