As I have wrote in my last post, there was a shoot-out at the motel we were staying at. Let me tell you all how terrible that place was. There was mold in the bathroom, roaches practically every where, stains on the carpet, and much more. One of the bed had a really black stain which I think is either mold, or human feces. None of us slept on that bed.
It was sometime early in the morning when we heard the gun shots. All three of us were still asleep. I was the first to wake up. I woke up Kobalos and Nate. They were a bit bewildered but quickly realized that something was wrong.
Nate rush to the window, Kobalos and I followed. We all looked to see some men firing at eachother. They were shouting but unfortunately, I couldn't understand what they were shouting about. All I heard was drugs. That's all I remember hearing. The men on one side seemed pretty desperate.
"Wh-what should we do?" Kobalos meekly asked. He was shaking really bad, as if those man would turn on us. I was shaking as well, but I tried my best to hide it.
"We can't leave now," Nate answered. He was intently looking at the chaotic scene before him. "If we do, we'll get shot. It's best if we stay put." That's very great thinking Nate.
We all sprinted [okay Kobalos and I sprinted, while Nate just casually walked] to the other side of the room.
I glanced at my fellow companions as we sat on the floor with our backs to the wall. Nate had on a bored/annoyed look on his face. Kobalos had some sort of nervous smile.
Not only did that hotel have prostitutes, it also had a shoot-out. I swear, it's annoying to wake up because the people in the next room a screwing too loudly. It's funny how Kobalos always blushes when ever he hears them. Nate just does a facepalm and tries to go back to sleep. I like to imagine what exactly they're doing, and then torment Kobalos with it. It's hilarious.
Monday, July 23, 2012
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Long wait
It's been about a month or so since I last updated/ read all the other blogs. Kobalos and I are pretty far behind on all of this. It's going to take us a while to get caught up, if we ever get caught up. There are more bloggers now, although I have yet to read their story. Some crazy stuff happened, some of it happened to me, and others have happened to Kobalos. And some crazy shit happened to all three of us. I'll talk about my story.
You know that goon I've been writing about? I've seen him, but instead of chasing after me like he usually does, he runs away. That's not the strangest thing that happened to me.
I was in some park, I wasn't paying attention as to which one, and this business man was there as well. Why would there be a well dress man in a park? I thought. If he wants to be in the park, he should at least were a t-shirt and sweatpants, jeans, or shorts.
He just sat on some worn down bench, occasionally looking to see if anyone was watching him. He didn't notice me. Well, I sure as hell hope he didn't. There is that possibility that he did but allowed me to see.
He opened his mouth like he was a snake, and out came some crow or raven. Then another one came out, and another, and another. There most have been at least twenty of those birds. He got out what I believe to be bird food and fed them. There were a couple of birds that were staring in my direction but did nothing. I tiptoed away for a couple of yards before sprinting away. That was the most insane scene I ever saw.
Just as I was running, I saw heads, children's heads, on the trees. They were hanging from the trees, as if they were some ornament that you put on a Christmas tree. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw that morbid scene. I recognized some of the children. They were street children, so the wouldn't be missed much but still, they do not deserve that type of fate.
I wanted to throw up, but I pushed myself to start running and keep running until I got out of that hellish place. I threw up once I got back to some shoddy motel we were staying at. I told them that I saw something disgusting at the park. I didn't tell them what exactly I saw.
There was also a shootout at one of the hotels we were staying at. I will write about that in my next post.
You know that goon I've been writing about? I've seen him, but instead of chasing after me like he usually does, he runs away. That's not the strangest thing that happened to me.
I was in some park, I wasn't paying attention as to which one, and this business man was there as well. Why would there be a well dress man in a park? I thought. If he wants to be in the park, he should at least were a t-shirt and sweatpants, jeans, or shorts.
He just sat on some worn down bench, occasionally looking to see if anyone was watching him. He didn't notice me. Well, I sure as hell hope he didn't. There is that possibility that he did but allowed me to see.
He opened his mouth like he was a snake, and out came some crow or raven. Then another one came out, and another, and another. There most have been at least twenty of those birds. He got out what I believe to be bird food and fed them. There were a couple of birds that were staring in my direction but did nothing. I tiptoed away for a couple of yards before sprinting away. That was the most insane scene I ever saw.
Just as I was running, I saw heads, children's heads, on the trees. They were hanging from the trees, as if they were some ornament that you put on a Christmas tree. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw that morbid scene. I recognized some of the children. They were street children, so the wouldn't be missed much but still, they do not deserve that type of fate.
I wanted to throw up, but I pushed myself to start running and keep running until I got out of that hellish place. I threw up once I got back to some shoddy motel we were staying at. I told them that I saw something disgusting at the park. I didn't tell them what exactly I saw.
There was also a shootout at one of the hotels we were staying at. I will write about that in my next post.
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