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Date Posted: Tuesday, May 02, 11:14:36pm
Author: warren
Subject: Solecisms
In reply to: JayBee and Nell 's message, "Friday Challenge: April 28, 2006" on Friday, April 28, 07:10:27pm

I can't do this.

They have made a mistake. 'They' being Section One. Such a big mistake.
Bringing me into this thing. Don't know why. Don't really care.
All I can do is try and survive. Somehow.

Mistakes. Too many to know of. Some huge ones though.
Walking down that certain alley at that certain time.
Taking that five dollars to take that trash away.
Not running when I could. Holding the knife. Not running.

Over the last two years they have tried to teach me how to act differently to what I am.
They were mistaken.

Madeline, who I liked at the start,changing my ettiquettal ways.
Now look at me. All dressed up like a debutante.
That old letch Walter making me shoot all types of guns.
I don't think of him as a letch now.
That computer geek little brother type Birkoff. Such a geek.
Now I love him like a younger brother.
The martial arts teacher, Mr Kiyosaki. He thrashed me every time.
Now I get him two in ten without trying. Four if I try hard.

Michael is wrong. I can't do this.
He took me to dinner then gave me a gun.
Told me to get a PDA from the man behind him.

Michael is wrong. I can't shoot the man. I can't. So I do the next best thing.
I point the gun at the mirror above him and shoot his reflection.
Hoping to scare him. I'm right.

Michael is never wrong. I am.
I have to do what I have to do.

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Replies:

Interesting - -- Nell, Friday, May 05, 07:46:10pm
- Re: Interesting - -- warren, Friday, May 05, 11:08:34pm