"Don't even think about anything tricky Jerry!", screamed Jamal.
I didn't like this situation. Two hitmen, carrying out a hit on Jerry Farland. This hit would go down in history. Jerry Farland, the biggest drug lord in east L.A. He had at least half the city under is fingertips, waiting for his command.
"Time to go Jerry...You can stay alive and come with us, or be brought back in the trunk of my camero.", I said to Jerry.
This was my first hit and it had to be on the biggest drug lord in East L.A. Jamal was experienced, with plenty of talent. It was dark, streetlights lighting up the dark alleys of 54th Street. I was nervous. Jerry Farland always had someone watching over him.
"Ahh well if it isn't my favorite hitman, Jamal Williams. Who's your friend?"
"Shut up Jerry...Its time to go."
"After all these years of making hits for me, the tables have turned."
"Do you speak english motherfu****!? I said...shut....up."
My senses were all on high. I could hear a stray dog bark five blocks down. It was quiet...to quiet. I heard a car engine rumbling at the end of the alley. A cop busted out of the car.
"Freeze!"
I lowered my gun, pointed towards the ground.
"What the hell is going on here?" said the cop.
Jamal turned around, slowly dropping his firearm. We turned around simeotaneously. There was a fat, sweaty L.A. cop standing with his gun pointed at us both. We heard running footsteps behind us. Jerry had gotten away. We were both dead now. If we were in prison, Jerry would find us. If we left the country, Jerry would find us. There was no where we could hide. We were deadmen.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
WA5 Final Draft
1. I slowly awoke to the sound of an organ playing and they quiet chatter of a crowd of people. I chose to live here because churches are supposed to be the quietest places around. Heck, I'm supposed to be the quietest animal around. After living here for three months I was not about to let some hooligans ruin my much-needed sleep.
I stepped out of my hole in the wall to be welcomed by bright sunshine, flowing through the stained glass windows of Mary and Baby Jesus. I was never a big believer of the Christian faith. But now that I live in a church, I have been exposed to more Christianity then ever before. I am very sorry; I have a problem with rambling away from certain subjects.
I came out and saw my neighbor, John, standing there. He was looking around with a stupefied expression on his face. I turn to see the most beautiful thing that has ever touched my heart. All this time, I was acting like a grumpy hermit with a nasty temper. Little did I know that there was a wedding currently in progress. The entire church was decorated in the most beautiful flowers my eyes have ever seen.
I slowly scampered behind the last row of pews because no one was sitting in them. I peaked my head around the corner to see what the progress of the wedding was. The door opened slowly behind me making a sustained creak. I quickly crawled under the pew, avoiding detection. There was an elderly man walking with a beautiful woman in a white dress. The man was wearing a black tuxedo with a flower. She wore a white, transparent cloth over her face, so i could barely see her face. The organ began playing a delightful song when they walked down the carpeted aisle towards the altar where many men and women were standing. One man was holding a book in his hand, probably the bible. The man and woman slowly made it to the altar, where the man slowly sat down in the front row of pews. I peaked around the edge of the pew, seeing the woman holding hands with another man in the center of the altar. Above them was the statue of Jesus Christ on the Cross, where he died for the humans sins. It is truly an amazing story of that Jesus Christ. All the miracles he performed, if they are true. There I go again, just rambling on.
Anyway, the man and woman said two words each, and then kissed. Everyone was clapping while some were even crying. The man and woman walked down the aisle and out the door into a limousine
After everyone cleared out of the church, I scampered back to my room and tried to fall back asleep. Most wedding stories are not usually told from my perspective. Slowly I fell into a deep, soothing sleep.
2. This was my big day. The one moment in my life where I get to decide who I spend the rest of my life with. My wedding was going to be perfect. This was the church my parents had been married in 25 years ago. Nothing could ruin my perfect day.
I was waiting outside the door of the aisle that led to the altar. At the same time, I was nervous because how do I know if I am making the right decision. No. No turning back now. This was my day, and I was not about to ruin it.
Soon the organ started playing and all the chatter quieted down. My father opened up the door and we both walked into the aisle, arms linked. No one could see my face completely because I had a veil covering my face. I was slowly walking down the aisle when a grey blur caught the corner of my eye. A mouse! Oh no please don't reveal yourself little mouse. You will ruin my perfect day. All I could think about when walking down the aisle was that little mouse. If anyone saw it, my day would be ruined. We finally reached the altar where my dad sat down next to my mother, and I stood next to my fiancé.
Behind me were my best friends from school and previous years. Besides the mouse being on my mind, I wondered why my bridesmaid dresses where so ugly. Behind my fiancé was his best friend Paul, from college. As I was wandering away in my head, the thought of that little mouse floated in the back of my head. Please do not come out little, grey mouse. Finally, we got to the "I do's". Two words that were going to eternally bond my fiancé and I. I slowly opened my mouth and said the two magnificent words. "I do."
I stepped out of my hole in the wall to be welcomed by bright sunshine, flowing through the stained glass windows of Mary and Baby Jesus. I was never a big believer of the Christian faith. But now that I live in a church, I have been exposed to more Christianity then ever before. I am very sorry; I have a problem with rambling away from certain subjects.
I came out and saw my neighbor, John, standing there. He was looking around with a stupefied expression on his face. I turn to see the most beautiful thing that has ever touched my heart. All this time, I was acting like a grumpy hermit with a nasty temper. Little did I know that there was a wedding currently in progress. The entire church was decorated in the most beautiful flowers my eyes have ever seen.
I slowly scampered behind the last row of pews because no one was sitting in them. I peaked my head around the corner to see what the progress of the wedding was. The door opened slowly behind me making a sustained creak. I quickly crawled under the pew, avoiding detection. There was an elderly man walking with a beautiful woman in a white dress. The man was wearing a black tuxedo with a flower. She wore a white, transparent cloth over her face, so i could barely see her face. The organ began playing a delightful song when they walked down the carpeted aisle towards the altar where many men and women were standing. One man was holding a book in his hand, probably the bible. The man and woman slowly made it to the altar, where the man slowly sat down in the front row of pews. I peaked around the edge of the pew, seeing the woman holding hands with another man in the center of the altar. Above them was the statue of Jesus Christ on the Cross, where he died for the humans sins. It is truly an amazing story of that Jesus Christ. All the miracles he performed, if they are true. There I go again, just rambling on.
Anyway, the man and woman said two words each, and then kissed. Everyone was clapping while some were even crying. The man and woman walked down the aisle and out the door into a limousine
After everyone cleared out of the church, I scampered back to my room and tried to fall back asleep. Most wedding stories are not usually told from my perspective. Slowly I fell into a deep, soothing sleep.
2. This was my big day. The one moment in my life where I get to decide who I spend the rest of my life with. My wedding was going to be perfect. This was the church my parents had been married in 25 years ago. Nothing could ruin my perfect day.
I was waiting outside the door of the aisle that led to the altar. At the same time, I was nervous because how do I know if I am making the right decision. No. No turning back now. This was my day, and I was not about to ruin it.
Soon the organ started playing and all the chatter quieted down. My father opened up the door and we both walked into the aisle, arms linked. No one could see my face completely because I had a veil covering my face. I was slowly walking down the aisle when a grey blur caught the corner of my eye. A mouse! Oh no please don't reveal yourself little mouse. You will ruin my perfect day. All I could think about when walking down the aisle was that little mouse. If anyone saw it, my day would be ruined. We finally reached the altar where my dad sat down next to my mother, and I stood next to my fiancé.
Behind me were my best friends from school and previous years. Besides the mouse being on my mind, I wondered why my bridesmaid dresses where so ugly. Behind my fiancé was his best friend Paul, from college. As I was wandering away in my head, the thought of that little mouse floated in the back of my head. Please do not come out little, grey mouse. Finally, we got to the "I do's". Two words that were going to eternally bond my fiancé and I. I slowly opened my mouth and said the two magnificent words. "I do."
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