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Tuesday, September 6, 2011

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As he approaches a red light his truck runs out of gas, He breaks from his thoughts of youth and anger seeps back into his mind, his thoughts go back to the violence he has just committed, he feels numb and uncaring, the fear of god and the caring thoughts of humanity no longer exist in his mind, he feels as if he has had enough of this world and what it has to offer. As he coasts to the red light, he begins to car shop, not looking at who or how many people are in the cars around him, but which car he liked. An easy target was the last thing on his mind, he seemed to be looking confrontation, for someone to challenge him, for someone to take his life, get it over with, send him to hell, where he felt he belonged. As he rolled up to the light, about ten cars at a stop, james spots a nice newer malabu, white with tented windows, he thought about how tired he was of driving a piece of junk, and how nice it would be to have a nice car, with power under the hood, ac and heat. He thought about all the kids he saw driving around in new cars, he had worked so hard all his life and had nothing to show for it, he didn't even own the truck he was driving, his boss had loaned it to him so he could get to work, as he rolls to a stop he throws his truck in park and opens the door and walks around his truck to the passenger side, opens the drivers door of the Malibu and grabs the young man in the drivers seat by his hair with both hands, he tries to yank the man from the car but he had his seatbelt fastened, james pulled at the man until he had two clumps of hair in his hands, the man screaming in shock and agony, james begins to swing violently at his face, get the fuck out of the car, he yells as he continuously beats the man in his face with his left hand, his right hand grasping another handful of hair, he sees a woman sitting in the passenger seat and two children sitting in the back, james lets go of the man and says to him very calmly, if you don't get the fuck out of this car ill kill you, rape your wife, and make your children watch, and then kill them, a much larger man than james and a lot younger, was terrified, he reached for his seatbelt and unbuckled it, the woman in the passenger seat was doing the same, she through her door open and reached for her kids, james punching the man in his face as he came out of the drivers seat, knocking him to the ground.

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