ranma1/2
11-24-2003, 07:33 PM
It's a short story. I dont expect much replies byut any would be apprreciated
Sorry for the trouble
By:Andrew G. Pringle
I look at the bustle of the people around me. People moving from left to right, so much on their minds, just like me I guess. This world truly is an amazing place. I've never wanted to get in people's way. Just was never in me. Heck if I dated I would be to scared i would cause trouble for her. I have been like this ever since grade school. Always picked on, walked over, cheated, all sorts of things. All becuase I just wanted to make everyone's life easier. I don't like to fight either. I guess I really am a spineless coward. But as long as everyone else is happy I am content. So here I was walking through the street, looking at the people go by. All these people having good times and meaningfull lives. Like Im not even needed. Not like I ever am needed. Why that thought crossed my mind I do not know. I've always been un-important. Like part of a wall. Not neccesarry but good to be around. Sorta like that. That's how i cand escribe it at least. I've never regretted my life. I am content with other people's happiness. Like I said I dont want to be any trouble to anyone. I put my hands in my pockets and trudge along the road. Alot of people were out tonight. Guys with their girls, freinds, family, everyone seemed to be having a good time. I wish I could do that sometimes. But I guess it was my lot in life to be alone. I was content in that at least. I had accepted my fate and i had no worries upon me. I guess it was true nice guys always finish last. I remember those stories well. Hey your a nice guy, don't know why you can't find a girl. Or the one about your great. Man I would love to be your freind. Just stories after all I guess. I chuckle soflty as I continue my lonely walk. I've done it so many times before anyway. I have taken a joy into star-gazing as of late. The endless sea of light as it carresses the sky. My own life dwindles in it's great presence. I, after all, was only a blip in the exsitince of life anyway. Nothing too special about me. So I trudge along when this kid with a knife comes up to me. He waves it around, slashing the air, telling me to give up my wallet. I sigh and give it to him. After all, no trouble right? The kid runs off and I smile. No trouble happened. I guess I have always been like this. I continue moving down the strip. I don't remeber the road ever being this long before. I come up to another gruop of youngsters. It looked like they were high on something. I just walked past them. One grabbed me by the arm asking me for a toll. I told him I had nothing. He looked at me angrily and said I would pay with blood. No one crosses their turf. He takes a knife and rams it into my gut, my blood spilling on his shirt. I shudder but still keep my smile apologizing for getting blood on his shirt. He asks what kinda sick mother I was. I just smile and shudder again. he say's screw it and slits my throat. With my last breath I say my last and final words. Sorry for the trouble.
Sorry for the trouble
By:Andrew G. Pringle
I look at the bustle of the people around me. People moving from left to right, so much on their minds, just like me I guess. This world truly is an amazing place. I've never wanted to get in people's way. Just was never in me. Heck if I dated I would be to scared i would cause trouble for her. I have been like this ever since grade school. Always picked on, walked over, cheated, all sorts of things. All becuase I just wanted to make everyone's life easier. I don't like to fight either. I guess I really am a spineless coward. But as long as everyone else is happy I am content. So here I was walking through the street, looking at the people go by. All these people having good times and meaningfull lives. Like Im not even needed. Not like I ever am needed. Why that thought crossed my mind I do not know. I've always been un-important. Like part of a wall. Not neccesarry but good to be around. Sorta like that. That's how i cand escribe it at least. I've never regretted my life. I am content with other people's happiness. Like I said I dont want to be any trouble to anyone. I put my hands in my pockets and trudge along the road. Alot of people were out tonight. Guys with their girls, freinds, family, everyone seemed to be having a good time. I wish I could do that sometimes. But I guess it was my lot in life to be alone. I was content in that at least. I had accepted my fate and i had no worries upon me. I guess it was true nice guys always finish last. I remember those stories well. Hey your a nice guy, don't know why you can't find a girl. Or the one about your great. Man I would love to be your freind. Just stories after all I guess. I chuckle soflty as I continue my lonely walk. I've done it so many times before anyway. I have taken a joy into star-gazing as of late. The endless sea of light as it carresses the sky. My own life dwindles in it's great presence. I, after all, was only a blip in the exsitince of life anyway. Nothing too special about me. So I trudge along when this kid with a knife comes up to me. He waves it around, slashing the air, telling me to give up my wallet. I sigh and give it to him. After all, no trouble right? The kid runs off and I smile. No trouble happened. I guess I have always been like this. I continue moving down the strip. I don't remeber the road ever being this long before. I come up to another gruop of youngsters. It looked like they were high on something. I just walked past them. One grabbed me by the arm asking me for a toll. I told him I had nothing. He looked at me angrily and said I would pay with blood. No one crosses their turf. He takes a knife and rams it into my gut, my blood spilling on his shirt. I shudder but still keep my smile apologizing for getting blood on his shirt. He asks what kinda sick mother I was. I just smile and shudder again. he say's screw it and slits my throat. With my last breath I say my last and final words. Sorry for the trouble.